Han qiqing didn't expect him to say that he didn't want to drink, so she didn't know how to continue.
She looked a little embarrassed.
She subconsciously wanted to ask the Butler for help and ask if something had happened that made her brother unhappy.
However, she then remembered that she had sent the Butler to personally deliver the soup to Xiaoxiao.
What to do ...
He was helpless!
Han qiqing walked to the kitchen with a worried face, hesitating if she should get a bowl of soup for her brother.
Her brother would probably give her face and drink it, right?
Just as she couldn't make up her mind, the kitchen lady who was cleaning up the table came over and whispered to her, " miss, I think young master might have misunderstood you. &Quot;
"Misunderstanding?" Han qiqing looked puzzled.
What did her brother misunderstand about her?
