Du Xiaoran exclaimed, "Yes, Sir and Madam!"
He then patted Laurent's back and walked her to the couch where she took a seat. He got down on one knee, picked up her right hand which was injured, and bandaged it carefully.
Staring at the man who was kneeling in front of her, Laurent smiled widely while feeling overjoyed. "Xiaoran, you're so nice to me."
Du Xiaoran was bandaging her with swift, fluid motions and he never once paused. "It's only my duty."
Marquis and Marchioness York felt relieved to see that their daughter was finally happy and willing to have her wound bandaged. After giving Laurent some instructions, the two of them returned to their room to allow Laurent to spend some time alone with Du Xiaoran.
"You guys may leave. We don't need you here," Laurent said coldly to her servants after scanning the surroundings.
"Yes, Miss Laurent. Goodnight." The servants then excused themselves one after another.
