After all, this body wasn't her own, so there was nothing she could do about catching a cold.
Chuzheng searched the room and couldn't find any medicine. Just then, the butler knocked on the door to ask if she wanted breakfast.
Skipping one meal would make her hungry.
Let alone she had missed two meals.
So Chuzheng raised her voice and said, "I'll be down in a bit."
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The butler went downstairs to prepare breakfast. A man was already sitting at the dining table, with a newspaper covering his face.
In the temperature-controlled room, the man wore a white shirt. The cuffs were slightly rolled up, revealing a wristwatch on his wrist, which made his long fingers look even more distinct and handsome.
The butler quickly set the tableware next to the man.
The man shook the newspaper, and the butler seemed to understand, immediately responding, "Miss Qin said she's coming down for breakfast."
