Lu Si stood in front of the closed door and chuckled for a while before realizing that the butler was holding a bowl of hot ginger soup and looking at him.
Lu Si suppressed his smile and cleared his throat. "She's quite naive, isn't she? Leave the soup aside and give it to her when she's done."
"Understood." The butler didn't dare to reply to his remarks. He simply acknowledged the latter part and quickly walked away, holding the soup bowl.
Secretary Jiang wasn't around. They didn't know Master Si well enough, so they didn't dare to speak rashly in front of Master Si, especially when he was acting so strangely.
Jiang He had lingered at another villa until the rain stopped before slowly returning.
As he entered, he noticed that Master Si was in a good mood.
He assumed it was because of Miss Mei Shu. Jiang He held out a cup of tea and asked, "Master Si, why is there only you in the living room?"
