Xia Ke'er glanced at Li Xiaoqiang and said disdainfully, "Hooligan."
Then Xia Ke'er drove the new car around downtown for a while before everyone returned to the villa. As soon as Li Xiaoqiang got back, he headed straight for the nursery where Er Yao was standing by the baby's hammock, rhythmically tapping a small drum for Li Mocong, who was sleeping ever so sweetly.
Li Xiaoqiang walked into the nursery and smiled at Er Yao, "Er Yao, go take a break. I'll take care of him."
Er Yao nodded, "Yes, Master."
Hearing Er Yao call him master, Li Xiaoqiang turned and smiled at her, "You girls can call me Xiaoqiang in private. Why insist on calling me master? It makes me feel really old."
Er Yao pursed her lips and said sweetly, "Master, we are now your servants; calling you Xiaoqiang would be too presumptuous. If the other servants were to find out, you would lose your authority."
