"Uncle Fu, send someone to bring breakfast to the young madam, she's not coming down." Even before the butler finished speaking, a man's deep and pleasant voice echoed from the hallway.
Following the source of the voice, Ye Lantian slowly turned her head, her gaze landed precisely on the man walking over.
At that moment, the butler's voice also sounded, "Yes, young master." After a pause, the butler added, "Young master, Miss Lan Tian has come to see you."
Ignoring the butler's words, their eyes had already met.
For a moment, everything seemed to stop as if frozen in time. He stared at her, stunned for a moment, and she looked at him, equally taken aback.
Not seeing each other for over two years, he had grown more mature and charming.
Not seeing each other for over two years, she had grown up, looking more womanly than before, and had also become extraordinarily beautiful.
"Lanlan?" After a long while, Zhuo Yue softly murmured.
