Xiao Die's voice carried a slight tremor, her clear eyes filled with unease and apprehension.
Xu Wendong realized his loss of composure and quickly averted his gaze, clearing his throat softly.
"Haven't seen you in some days, it seems you look quite fatigued, Xiao Die." Xu Wendong tried to make his tone sound gentle; he hadn't expected his maid to be so captivating.
The master lets such a beautiful flower go unplucked, yet chooses to marry a woman like Huang Ying; it's hard to understand what he's thinking.
Xiao Die shook her little head like a rattle drum, lowering her head and softly saying, "Serving the young master doesn't tire me at all."
Xu Wendong sighed internally, thinking Xiao Die was indeed kind-hearted; in this complex Lin Family, her loyalty to the master was all the more precious.
His eyes flashed and quickly locked onto a bruise on Xiao Die's arm: "What happened?"
Xiao Die looked up, a trace of panic flashing in her eyes.
