Huang An stepped out of his master's house and subconsciously went looking for Senior Sister Zhao.
He then saw Senior Sister Zhao and the little money obsessed fellow, squatting at the kitchen door, silently watching him.
Senior Sister Zhao was waiting for me!
His gaze swept over Senior Sister Zhao's pretty face, and he felt a wave of discomfort in his heart.
Senior Sister Zhao came over holding a bowl and chopsticks, seeing Huang An's distressed expression, she asked with concern:
"What's wrong?"
Huang An felt uncomfortable, but still forced a smile and shook his head, saying, "Nothing."
Seeing that Huang An didn't want to talk, Zhao Yan paused for a moment, didn't ask any further, and simply smiled and said:
"Let's eat first!"
She always perfectly understood others' feelings.
"Did father say anything?"
"No, but Master seems much better, we chatted about things in the city. Haha!"