Hong Xi's mind buzzed, and many chaotic images flashed through his mind like a whirlwind.
He couldn't help but close his eyes, and it took him a while to emerge from those images.
However, by the time he opened his eyes again, Song Tao had already run towards him, "Young Master, save me!"
Seeing Hong Xi in front of him, an angry Song Daliang couldn't help but stop in his tracks, sheepishly saying, "It turns out to be Young Master Hong!"
Hong Xi nodded and advised, "Girls are guests to be cherished, it's better to leave her some dignity."
After all, hitting a woman was never a glorious act.
Song Daliang hesitated, glared at Song Tao, and walked away.
Song Tao gratefully said, "Thank you, Young Master Hong!"
The nearby cake vendor smiled broadly as he handed over a box filled with Osmanthus cake to Hong Xi, "Young Master, the Osmanthus cake is ready."
He hummed affirmatively, indifferently nodded to Song Tao, took the pastries, and returned to Hong Mansion.