Chi Yu thought Qi Chao resembled a little puppy, his ears drooping, eyes moist and full of a pitiful innocence.
Over the years, the once scrawny and anxious boy had transformed into a refined and elegant young man.
Yet, the occasional vulnerability in his gaze still evoked her tender affection.
When she gave Qi Chao the hair tie, it was her way of subtly telling him that he wasn't some unwanted stray.
After all, wasn't there someone keeping him close now?
"Without my permission, you're not allowed to take it off." Chi Yu flicked the hair tie, her gaze steady on Qi Chao as she spoke.
Qi Chao nodded. "Understood, Miss."
I hope you truly understand.
While the school remained peaceful, the Chi residence was far from calm.
With both the master and the young mistress out, the servants began their day's work as usual.
From the second-floor balcony, Qi Yue looked down at the sprawling estate.
