If he doesn't find someone to protect him, he's afraid that if anything happens, his master will rip off his head and play kickball with it!
"No need."
Ya Molian waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
His little madam naturally had his protection, how could she possibly need someone else to watch over her? Could he allow it? Was he just a decoration?
Upon hearing this, Zhe Jue understood his master's intentions. He responded and then turned to leave.
...
At noon, when all the meals were served in the main room, Ya Molian shook his head and chuckled while watching the still bustling Lin Caisang.
"Sang, it's time to eat."
This girl, how did he not realize before, she values money more than her life. Look at her, not even blinking while smelling the fragrance of the herbs, she probably doesn't even feel hungry.
"Oh, you eat first."
Lin Caisang didn't lift her head and continued her work.