The very next morning, as per usual, Yan Shao was having his breakfast in the dining room, with Uncle Hai quietly waiting by his side.
It wasn't until Yan Shao picked up a wet cloth to wipe his mouth after finishing his meal that Uncle Hai broke the silence, "Young Master, the Master and Madam have a flight departing at nine o'clock this morning. They should reach the airport around eleven."
Yan Shao had already stood up and was walking towards the automatic door, "Handle it. I don't have time."
Uncle Hai had deliberately mentioned it, hoping that the young master would personally go to the airport to pick up the two of them. Despite being declined, he didn't give up and followed, "Young Master, if you meet them at the airport, the Madam and the Master will definitely be happy."
Yan Shao picked up the suit that hung on the rack, shook it and put it on deftly.
"I am not happy!" Yan Shao stated flatly, before picking up his bag from the storage shelf and striding out the door.
