In the maid's eyes, given Baili Xia's petite frame, one box would be enough.
But thinking of it, she felt what she said was a bit rude, so she added a few more words immediately.
"If Miss Xiaxia is not in a hurry, we can make it fresh..."
Unexpectedly, Baili Xia's words left her dumbfounded.
"No, it's not enough. Is there more? Can you bring me seven or eight more boxes?"
"Miss Xiaxia, can you really eat that much by yourself?" The maid looked at Baili Xia, eyes wide open.
Only then did Baili Xia realize what she had just said and smiled, explaining.
"It's not just for me. Mr. Nangong hasn't returned yet, and I'm worried he'll need to eat when he's back. Taking it back now saves you the trouble later."
The maid nodded, finally understanding.
"So it's for Mr. Nangong as well. I'll go get some more."
As she spoke, her voice softened, fearing that speaking too loudly would upset Miss Xiaxia.
The maid took the bag back from Baili Xia and went into the storage room.
