Aunt Wang emerged from the kitchen and saw Huo Shenting carrying Ye Shu downstairs, the person in his arms looking embarrassed but smiling, and she didn't let her gaze linger on them for too long, speaking in her usual tone, as if it were just another day.
"Sir, Madam, breakfast is ready."
Huo Shenting carried Ye Shu to the dining table before finally letting her go.
Ye Shu's cheeks were slightly flushed as she sat in her chair, burying her head in her porridge, overwhelmed by shyness.
Huo Shenting, on the other hand, looked completely at ease, and when Aunt Wang came over, he didn't forget to ask her to go upstairs and bring down his briefcase.
Aunt Wang saw Ye Shu lowering her head, her ears burning red, and knew she was feeling embarrassed. She smiled gently, "Should I also bring down Madam's? Have all the files and such been put away?"
Ye Shu nodded, "They're all put away, together with his."
"Okay."