"Oh, those, sir said you might want some supper when you come back, so he asked the chef to prepare it."
"Madame, sir really cares about you. He hardly ate anything himself, yet he was worried that you might not have enough to eat outside."
"He specifically instructed the chef to prepare some pastries, and in the thermal box, there's the porridge and dishes you like to drink, just in case you were hungry."
"I've been with the Lu Family for over a decade, watching sir grow up, and I've never seen him so good to anyone."
"Even the Second Miss doesn't compare."
"You shouldn't always make sir angry."
Weibao felt dazed, as if something was tearing apart inside her heart.
It hurt so much she couldn't breathe.
She covered her chest with one hand, her mouth slightly open, trying to breathe in fresh air.
Housekeeper Fu was startled by her appearance.
"Madame, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"I'm fine."
Weibao raised her hand, then dragged her feet upstairs.
