Lin Chu nodded with a smile, "Okay."
"And, Xiao Chu, Weiwei also lives in this house. Although she's busy with work and rarely comes back, it's inevitable you'll run into her, you..."
Song Jingyuan's words came to a halt.
She looked at Lin Chu, her eyes seemingly full of words unspoken.
The smile on Lin Chu's face didn't change at all, "Don't worry, mom, I understand."
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If Lu Huai'an was around, all the servants would avoid the small building because he disliked any noise.
So, after Song Jingyuan left, Lin Chu was the only one left in the living room.
The kitchen, unsurprisingly, was empty of any supplies. She couldn't even make a cup of sobering tea.
In the end, she brewed strong tea and brought it upstairs.
Lu Huai'an had just finished showering. He walked out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist, his short hair still dripping, water droplets sliding down his well-defined chest, disappearing at the corner of the towel.
