Zhixi smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, Uncle."
"Alright, that's good..." He Yirong's expression was a little embarrassed, "You should go rest."
Zhixi nodded and glanced at Feng Qian, "If Jingyao contacts you, make sure to tell me immediately."
Feng Qian nodded vigorously.
Only then did Zhixi stand up and turn to head to the second floor.
She arrived at Ziyi's room.
He Ziyi was showing Xiaobao her collection. Xiaobao was playing happily, and although Ziyi was smiling, there was a hint of concern in her eyes.
She must also be thinking about He Jingyao.
Zhixi watched quietly for a while without interrupting them, then turned and went to He Jingyao's room.
Liu Minjun was instructing the servants to change the bed linens.
"Zhixi?" Seeing her, Liu Minjun immediately showed a smile, "Come over and see if you're comfortable with this kind of bed."
Zhixi smiled, walked over, and pressed the mattress as if very concerned, "Yes, I like it."
