"Okay." Xuxu stole a glance at his office when she heard him.
Yan Rusheng stood at the door and looked at her sternly. She looked troubled as she glanced back at Wang Daqin.
Wang Daqin nodded and nudged her. "Go ahead, I'm leaving anyway."
She could no longer conceal her grin.
She hurriedly turned around and gave Yan Rusheng a bright smile.
Young Master Yan secretly sighed with relief when the old madam finally left. He spun around and went back to his office.
He'd barely sat down when his cellphone vibrated. He threw a careless glance at the screen.
The text was from Wang Daqin, and he immediately clicked it.
I forgot to mention. No one else can profess your love for you.
Did that mean that she wasn't going to tell Wen Xuxu that he was in love with her?
He had never doubted this old madam's intelligence. He may have vehemently denied it, but she would have definitely seen through his lies.