"Alright." Chu Heng nodded lightly.
While Ye Muyu was lost in her own thoughts, Chu Heng had already washed her hair and started wiping it.
Outside...
Chu Ziluo waited in the house for a long time, but Madam Hu did not call her to wash up. Feeling strange, she put on her shoes and went into the kitchen to look for her.
When Madam Hu heard this, she explained with a faint smile, "Miss, Master is washing Madam's hair. It will probably take a little longer. This servant has been boiling the hot water. When Madam is done washing, it will be your turn. You don't have to worry about running out of water."
"What? My father personally washed my mother's hair?" Chu Ziluo opened her mouth wide in shock. She could not believe that her strict father could do such a gentle thing.
