Mu Chenyan looked at Xia Zhao strangely once Young Master Ru disappeared. Xia Zhao could actually tell what was on her mind. He took off his coat and hung it up before rolling the sleeve of his shirt up while walking towards the kitchen.
Mu Chenyan followed behind him again like a little tail.
She looked at him washing his hands before he took out the tea set to make tea.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" she asked.
"What am I supposed to say?" he asked in return.
"Shouldn't you explain something about this nephew of yours whom I just met? Why don't know about him?"
Xia Zhao didn't even look up at her as he answered, "How much do you really think you know about me, Yanzi? Isn't it pretty normal that you don't know my nephew?"
"How is that normal?" she asked.
"Oh? Do you know how many people there are in my family?"