Aunt Wang has been working here for a few years, and she has some understanding of Ian Rowe's temper. Ian Rowe isn't as cold as he seems.
"Madam has finally returned. I've prepared the food; would you like to eat a bit more?"
"Shh, she's asleep."
When Ian Rowe lowered his head to look at Maya Monroe, his eyes unconsciously softened a bit.
Aunt Wang immediately lowered her voice, "Madam will probably sleep until tomorrow. I'll make her favorite braised pork tomorrow instead!"
Seeing the closeness between Ian Rowe and Maya Monroe, Aunt Wang was delighted.
"Give her less meat in the future."
Aunt Wang looked a bit troubled, "Madam seems to really like eating it."
"It's unhealthy."
Ian Rowe finished speaking and carried Maya Monroe upstairs.
Aunt Wang thought for a while downstairs, feeling increasingly that this was beyond her control, because Maya Monroe was always doing things in her own way, making her hard to handle.
