"Young Master, drink slowly." The corners of Chang An's mouth twitched. After following Young Master for so many years, he was not surprised by this scene at all. When he served tea, he even served the pot.
After drinking a pot of tea, Zhou Linghuai finally felt comfortable. He held his right wrist and stretched his muscles.
Chang An said, "Young Master, you stayed up all night again yesterday without closing your eyes." Seeing the fatigue on his young master's face, he couldn't help but say, "Young Miss told me to keep an eye on your daily meals…"
Now that Chang An was only following the little girl's orders, Zhou Linghuai glanced at him from the corner of his eye and interrupted him. "Don't tell Cousin…"
Before he could finish speaking, the little girl's clear and cheerful voice came from outside the door. "Cousin, what are you talking about? Don't tell me what?"
