After two days, Yan Xiaye returned to the Qin Family once again.
"Welcome back, Miss."
The butler and the servants formed a line to greet her, discreetly observing her expression. "Master is resting in his room. If you'd like to visit him..."
"Alright." Yan Xiaye nodded, her delicate face betraying no extra emotion. "Take me there."
The butler visibly breathed a sigh of relief, responding with gratitude and promptly leading the way.
Since moving into the Qin Family's villa, this was the first time she willingly approached Master Qin's bedroom.
Walking past layers of staircases and grand, empty hallways, Yan Xiaye finally stopped in front of a coffee-brown door.
The butler knocked politely, then announced, "Old Master, the young lady has returned."
"Cough, cough."
A raspy cough echoed from the room, sounding extremely worn and serious. "Come in."
With the signal of permission given, Yan Xiaye pushed the door open and stepped inside.
