Zhou Shuren inwardly cursed his slow pace and paused before turning around, "Prince?"
He certainly wouldn't ask if there was anything else!
Yao Zheyu fell silent for a moment; if he wanted to say something to Mr. Zhou, it was better to speak directly. Otherwise, Mr. Zhou would surely feign ignorance and muddle through. "Mr. Zhou, will you be returning to Jinzhou tomorrow?"
Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "Where did you hear that news?"
Only the people in his residence knew he was going back!
Yao Zheyu pointed at the gift box, "I guessed. Since you were buying gifts today, I thought maybe you were preparing to go back tomorrow."
Zhou Shuren breathed a sigh of relief; he had worried there were spies among the servants in his residence. Fortunately not, "Ah, I'm returning tomorrow."
Yao Zheyu's teeth ached with frustration. Couldn't you ask a bit more? "Mr. Zhou, do you think I could accompany you back?"
