Mu Yin let out a sigh of relief in secret, glad that she didn't want to bring it up either. However, seeing him like this, she couldn't help but start to doubt her own charm.
Was she really that bad?
Forget it, no use thinking about such a mess.
"That is, wasn't it Grandpa Chu... who asked you to take care of me?" Mu Yin mustered her courage, bringing up old Master Chu with unfounded confidence.
She thought he would get angry or scoff, but unexpectedly, he suddenly stood up and stepped closer to her, his inscrutable gaze bearing down on her warm little face from above, "How do you want me to take care of you, hmm?"
He emphasized the word "take care" particularly heavily.
Mu Yin looked at the cold and dark face in front of her, her heartbeat sped up slightly, but she still thickened her skin and gave two dry chuckles, "You don't really need to take care of me... Just serving tea and pouring water, I've seen this is how people take care of patients..."
