บท 383: A Tycoon’s World, I Don’t Understand

Shen Qianshu rested for half an hour, took a shower, and felt more refreshed. Little Tong Hua sat on the dining table sleepily, looking clearly not fully awake yet. Zhong Ran realized that little Master always looked half-dead every morning after waking up.

"Little Master, this is your favorite crystal dumpling. Little Master, this is millet congee. Little Master, this is a fruit platter the chef had specially prepared for you. The bento is also a nutritional meal the chef specially prepared. Little Master, do you want some freshly squeezed fruit juice?" Zhong Ran surrounded little Tong Hua and was really busy trying to serve him. He was just like a eunuch in the olden days, serving his master to the best of his ability.