It was different from before. In the past, when Su Yao came to the study, Chu Yi had never allowed her to stay here for long.
After all, Chu Yi's study was the most important place in the Chu family. Usually, no one could approach it.
Su Yao followed Chu Yi to the desk. Chu Yi took a stack of documents and read them in front of Su Yao. "Ah Yao, tell me if you feel unwell."
Su Yao smiled and nodded. "Okay."
The study gradually fell silent. Chu Yi held Su Yao's hand with one hand and kept flipping through the documents in front of him with the other.
Su Yao sat quietly at the side and occasionally handed Chu Yi a teacup.
In the courtyard, through the window, he saw the scene in the study from afar. The butler shook his head helplessly. He looked at the middle-aged man in a long robe. "Sir, what do you think this young master is thinking? Is he really in love with this Miss Su?"
