"Third Young Master..." The butler hesitated, wanting to remind him, yet feeling he was overstepping, and thus swallowed his words back.
Leng Youchen cast a sidelong glance at him. Since he could remember, Ande had followed by his side, taking care of his daily life. He was like a clear mirror to the old butler's mind, understanding it very well.
"Ande, you don't need to worry about the things you're concerned about; I know my limits," Leng Youchen said with his phoenix eyes half-closed. Having learned from past mistakes, he wouldn't stumble at the same spot twice.
The butler opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing, although his eyes could not hide his concern. They say love is the least rational of all things, and he feared that the Third Young Master, having fallen in love, might still be unaware, only to end up hurting both himself and others.
"What's the situation with Rong Hua?"
