Zheng Xiangming came downstairs after washing up and changing his clothes. He looked very young.
When the servant saw the young master sitting at the table, the servant hurriedly brought over a bowl and chopsticks.
Ever since Zheng Xiangming came downstairs, his gaze would drift toward Lin Xiaowan from time to time, looking like he was hesitating to say something.
Seeing this, Hong Minhua asked curiously, "Why do you keep looking at Xiaowan?"
