Sheng Wenhao's smile paused momentarily on his face; the person who had watched him grow up stood before him, yet for some reason, a voice inside Sheng Wenhao told him to remain silent. A hint of struggle appeared in Wenhao's eyes. It felt like time had passed for a long while, but it was only a fleeting moment. Under Housekeeper Zhao's encouraging and loving gaze, Sheng Wenhao shook his head and playfully said, "No way, this is my little secret, hahaha. What's for dinner tonight? I'm a bit hungry."
"Your favorite, tomato-braised beef brisket and pigeon soup," Housekeeper Zhao replied with his usual loving gaze.
"Really? Then I must eat a bit more tonight to wake up well," Sheng Wenhao said excitedly, leaving Housekeeper Zhao standing there as he joyfully bounded towards the dining room, his demeanor like that of a child who never grows up.
