The little maid's face turned red again, and she hurriedly held up the insulated food container. "Miss Qiao, please drink it while it's hot."
Qiao An took the insulated food container and asked a question. "Who asked you to bring this here?"
The little maid began to hem and haw, and Qiao An understood. "Alright, I'll drink it later. You can go back now."
"Then I'll be going back now. Goodbye, Miss Qiao!" With her task complete, the little maid breathed a sigh of relief.
And turned to run away.
After leaving the hospital, the little maid immediately called the Main Building. "Third Young Master, the soup has been delivered to Miss Qiao's hands, and she says she will drink it."
"She... won't come back?"
"Huh?" The maid was taken aback before realizing what Mu Jingxi was asking. "Miss Qiao probably... won't be returning to the Main Building tonight."
Beep beep beep...
On the other end, the Third Young Master had already hung up the phone.
"Xia Lin, drink the soup."
