Mo Jiu

Madam Zhang had wanted to ask her young master who the lady was, but the moment she caught sight of his stoic expression, she forced the question down her throat.

While setting the cutlery, she heard another deep voice. "When did he come?"

"Around 5 pm, she has been waiting for the entire time." Madam Zhang studied Qin Mo's expression, having no clue about his thoughts.

It wasn't until the silver-haired youngster came walking down in a black t-shirt that Madam Zhang widened her eyes. "Just, just now, that…"

That young lady was Young Master Jiu?!

That explained her young master's concern.

If she was Young Master Jiu, everything would add up.

But… were boys all like that now?

They liked cross-dressing?

Bo Jiu noticed Madam Zhang's expression, turning to smile at her.