"What are you doing! Get up!" Ling Tian'ao strode over and picked up Ye Luo, placing her on the bed. "Just rest and recover. The butler will handle the household matters. Only when you are well can you take good care of the little master."
"Young master, I will definitely take good care of the little master!" Ye Luo recalled how, in these days, Gu Xiaomo had been keeping her from approaching the little master on the young master's orders, and it made her feel miserable.
Ling Tian'ao still felt apologetic in his heart; he really shouldn't have doubted Ye Luo.
Pinching her nose, Ling Tian'ao commanded, "No more crying, hmm?"
Ye Luo laughed through her tears, "Yes, young master!"
Ling Tian'ao walked out of the room, a doubt flashing through his mind. If it's not Ye Luo, then who could it be?
Returning to his room, he found Xia Zhisu sitting at the head of the bed with her knees hugged.
