Wei Ziqin creased her brows. "Donghe, why aren't you greeting the Eldest Miss? How can you disregard the rules?"
It was only then that the maidservant called Donghe released Xiao Sen's hand in terror and bowed unhurriedly towards Qiao Mu. "Donghe greets Eldest Miss."
Qiao Mu swept her a glance before turning to look at her mother.
Wei Ziqin smiled and said, "You haven't come back in so many years, so it's natural that you don't know the people that we've taken in. Let's go in before chatting."
"Youngest Young Master, does you hand still hurt?" Donghe followed behind them, remarking in a soft and supple voice, "Youngest Young Master is tired, right. Let this servant carry you inside."
Our dear Qiao Sen was just about to hang onto the servant girl Donghe's body, just like usual.
However, he saw his Eldest Sister turn her head around abruptly, her clear and ice-cold eyes suddenly glaring at the maidservant. "Let go!"
