"I just called. He's already on the way back." The butler re-brewed the tea and advised with a frown, "You should rest for a while. Your body has not been well recently."
"It's okay. Don't mention this to them when they come back later." Old Master Jing's heart was pounding. He stood up slowly with the help of the butler and said, "I'm going to lie down in my room for a while. When they arrive, call me."
"Alright," he said. The butler sighed. Unable to change Old Master Jing's mind, he helped him to the bed.
When Jing Yan and He Miao returned home, the butler was in the courtyard, organizing some people to trim the trees in the garden. When he saw them, he immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Young Master and Young Miss are finally back. The Old Master was just talking about you."
"Where is Grandpa?" Jing Yan led He Miao into the living room first. Seeing that there was no one inside, the two of them went upstairs to look for him.