"Miss Xia, this is something the Young Master instructed." It really was the Young Master's decision.
"Night Wind Housekeeper, isn't the Young Master going to eat?" The Young Master had only eaten lunch and, like her, had an empty stomach until now.
Although she didn't want to share a meal with the Young Master, after all, this was his home.
"Miss Xia, no need to worry. I'll bring the Young Master's meal up shortly."
"Night Wind Housekeeper…" Xia Qingqian wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Feng.
Ye Feng spoke softly, "Miss Xia, the food is getting cold." Ye Feng was also being bombarded with questions by Xia Qingqian, and the Young Master had once said, "One should eat without speaking and sleep without worrying."
She had intended to say, Night Wind Housekeeper, join us for the meal. She was just a plaything for the Young Master, not qualified to be given this treatment.
