"Yes, Young Master,"
Nanny Rong snapped back to her senses and quickly responded.
Che Huan thought of the regiment commander and blushed as she spoke up, "Nanny Rong, there's also the commander's."
"Yes, Madam,"
Nanny Rong gave Che Huan a respectful smile.
Because of the title "Madam," Che Huan stood there, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
The little fellow's expression turned sour in an instant. Although he had already accepted the reality of Huanhuan being his mother, he still felt uncomfortable.
He glanced at Nanny Rong and said, "You talk too much!"
"..."
Nanny Rong snapped out of her daze, recalled how the Young Master used to like Miss Che, and looking at his tense little face, quickly went to the kitchen.
She soon brought out the prepared breakfast.
Huo Jinxue was about to say she too would go to the hospital, but Huo Jinbei stopped her before she could speak.
