By the time Cheng Anyue woke up, the sun had already set. She curled up and hugged herself tightly, feeling a little cold.
Her gaze suddenly fell on the blanket on her body. Who had covered her with this?
She knew that it must be the Butler.
She picked up the blanket and limped in the direction of the main residence.
At the door, she was about to enter when she heard a voice inside."What is this? it's awful."
The voice belonged to a boy, and it sounded familiar.
Cheng Anyue walked in and saw a little boy sitting on the sofa, throwing a tantrum.
This little boy was the child of an Shiyu's father, an Zhengyang, with another woman. He was also an Shiyu's younger brother.
"Young master Shikai, what do you want to drink?" The Butler said patiently.
An Shikai looked at the Butler impatiently."I'll drink whatever my brother usually drinks."
"Young master Shikai can't drink the things that young master usually drinks." The Butler replied.
