Cheng Anyue hadn't been home for more than a month, and she really missed her father, mother, and brother.
She was afraid of this place, afraid of this person, and she wanted to leave.
The Butler had said that she had to take the initiative to tell him what she was thinking, so she said it and waited for his judgment.
A strange sound rang out in the dining room.
Following the sound, she saw an Shiyu's fingers tapping rhythmically on the table.
Cheng Anyue had mustered all her courage to say that, but she quickly became an ostrich and lowered her head. She kept feeling that a storm was coming.
"I thought you would never ask." An Shilin suddenly said.
A light flashed in Cheng Anyue's eyes. Did he mean that he had already thought about it and was just waiting for her to say it?
"You've agreed to let me go home?" She looked at an Shijin, her small and delicate face full of joy.