Aunt Li returned home with a pale face, hesitating how to open her mouth in front of the cold-faced Huo Juanyan.
She stammered, "Young...Young Master, Nanny Wang just came over with food."
Huo Juanyan sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the traffic outside and the bustling A City.
"Just put the food there."
Aunt Li placed it on the dining table, nervously swallowing her saliva.
"But she saw Miss Nan, and I let it slip unintentionally. She knows that Miss Nan stayed here overnight, and she said she was going to tell the old madam..."
By the end, her head hung lower, and her voice trailed off.
With his back to her, Huo Juanyan said nothing.
Just as Aunt Li's forehead began to sweat profusely in panic, she finally heard Huo Juanyan's emotionless voice.
"Don't worry about Nanny Wang, if grandma asks, just say you don't know."
Aunt Li kept her head down, temple throbbing, "Yes, Young Master."
