"If you're not feeling well, tell me in time…"
Seeing that she was silent, Qiao Xiyan asked softly, "Huh? Why aren't you saying anything? Miss…"
He originally wanted to call her Miss Tang, but when he thought of what Song Fengwan had said, he changed his words. "Little Junior Sister."
Tang Jingci was already so guilty that her heart was pounding wildly. Her heart couldn't take it at all when he suddenly called her Little Junior Sister.
Her face blushed even more.
"What… did you call me?"
"Junior Sister."
Old Master Qiao had many disciples. Some of them had established their own families, while others had never married or had children their entire lives. Among all the people with children, excluding Little Mr. Yan of the Yan family, Tang Jingci was the youngest, so he should call her Little Junior Sister.
Tang Jingci responded in a muffled voice, but a layer of honey seemed to have covered her heart.
It was sweet.
