Han Zhifan always liked to be outside, so he was rarely at home in the late afternoon. When the housekeeper saw him at home, she was stunned for a moment but she then ran to the entrance. She opened the shoe closet and helped him grab his slippers.
The villa was very quiet, unlike how noisy it normally was with the sound of a child playing when he usually came home. When Han Zhifan removed his shoes, he couldn't help but ask, "Where's the young master?"
"The young master is taking an afternoon nap. He hasn't woken up yet."
"Mhm," Han Zhifan responded after hearing the housekeeper's answer. Then he walked over to the stairs without saying another word.
The housekeeper stared at the silhouette of Han Zhifan's back and contemplated for a while before she couldn't help but cry, "Mr. Han..."
Han Zhifan's footsteps came to a halt as he turned his head and slowly responded with an "Mhm?"
