At the entrance of the Viscount Residence, Xiaotao was waiting in the cold wind, her neck stretched out in anticipation. The doorman maids behind her tried to persuade her to come inside, but she stood unmoving.
Seeing Shen Cong's carriage arrive, she joyfully ran down the steps. "Master, you are finally back."
"Why are you standing in this wind? Didn't I send a message for you to eat first, there's no need to wait for me!"
Laughing cheerfully, Xiaotao draped a cloak over Shen Cong. "You are the master of our Viscount Residence, it's our duty as servants to wait for you. Only after we know you've eaten, can we eat with the rest of the house to celebrate the New Year."
Shen Cong paused mid-stride, glancing at Xiaotao.
As it was the New Year's Eve, she was dressed festively, her new pink jacket made her look as fresh as the first peach blossom of spring.
