Chapter 222: This Night Is Destined to Be Unending

be sarcastic. I'm not smart enough to understand your sophisticated words!"While she was filled with excitement and anger, he remained remarkably calm."Little pillar."My grandpa's good friend was my..."What's up"

Jun Zhi's shepherd asked in a cold voice, his handsome face already cold and stern, with an oppressive aura that made it difficult to approach.

"Soup, ginseng soup." Madam Fang immediately lowered her head slightly, not daring to meet his gaze, and explained in a flustered manner, "Young Master Zhimu, you haven't eaten anything today. I had someone stew ginseng soup for you. Have some."

Saying that, he quickly placed the stewed casserole in his hand on the table beside him.

The mistress's affairs were none of their servants', they naturally wouldn't dare to inquire. After putting down the ginseng soup, they should have turned and left, but Aunt Fang's expression was somewhat conflicted. She knew that Qiao Baier had left the Jun family two days ago, just two days, but it already felt like a long time.

If Qiao Baier is usually at home, their master would eat more, sometimes it's unclear whether she keeps him company or he keeps her company.

"Young Master Zhi Mu, uh..."

Fang Da Ma tidied up the empty dish and spoke, a little nervously, "Zhi Mu Shao Ye, if you have something on your mind, you should say it out loud... Just tell her directly. If you don't, she won't know."

She wouldn't know you think of her if you didn't say anything.

Lord Jun's expression froze, his eyes narrowed slightly as they settled on the elderly servant. Madam Fang involuntarily closed her mouth, not daring to say another word.

Everyone outside says their young master is a gifted child, but only the Jun family knows that their only grandson is lonely. His father is sickly and rarely interacts with him, he's distant from Jiang Meili, and the grandfather has a prickly personality and wouldn't possibly guide him gently. His whole childhood was cold and aloof, and it became even worse as he grew up.

They all knew that Jun Zhimu was not good at words, usually one look could scare people, let alone coax a woman. However, these days they often found him staring into the distance motionless, lost in thought. What he was thinking about naturally had to do with Qiao Bao'er.

Jun Zhi Mu did not make things difficult for Fang Da Ma, nor did he immediately drive her out. Instead, he fell silent and thought for a while, his lips as if he still wanted to ask Fang Da Ma something.

However, at this moment, hurried footsteps could be heard outside the corridor.

A tall and stern bodyguard in a formal suit stood at the door, "Young Master Jun, there's new news about the hospital incident."

Jun's shepherd instantly changed, lowered his voice, and said, "Go to the study."

Seeing their hurried expressions, Madam Fang naturally stepped aside to let them pass. Jun Zhimu and his bodyguard went to the study next door. She glanced at the abandoned ginseng soup in the bedroom and sighed.r happy...Junzhi's eyes were fixed on the photos, his lips unconsciously curling into a smile. Looking at this room where he had lived since childhood, he suddenly felt a surge of something warm and f...