After giving Auntie Liu her instructions, Little Zhen turned back, bringing the fruit from the coffee table over to the two men with a smile and asked, "Gentlemen, who is your senior commander?"
Even though they were sitting on the sofa, both Little Li and his comrade maintained a rigid posture, their hands flat on their knees as they regarded Auntie Liu with stern faces devoid of any superfluous expression.
"The senior commander is just the senior commander."
The smile on Auntie Liu’s face stiffened, and she stood up straight, then smiled again saying, "Please, take a seat gentlemen, I’ll go and pour you a glass of water."
"No need to be polite," replied Little Li seriously, while Auntie Liu still chuckled, "It’s no trouble at all, please, have a seat."
Meanwhile, she backed towards the kitchen, opened the door and hurried inside before shutting it firmly. She quickly pulled out her cell phone from her apron pocket and frantically dialed her master’s number.
Clutching the phone to her ear and covering her mouth with one hand, she crouched and whispered her report.
"Sir, there’s trouble, two men came to the house saying the old commander has ordered them to bring Young Miss back... Who is Young Miss? They mentioned Madam’s name... Mhm, I’ll try to stall them, please hurry back."
After hanging up, Auntie Liu calmed her rapidly pounding heart, the shock being too much for her advanced years.
She couldn’t be sure what those two men’s intentions were, but their imposing demeanor was quite frightening.
After composing herself, Auntie Liu put away her phone, took two glasses of plain water and walked out to the living room to place them on the coffee table, "Gentlemen, please have some water."
"Thank you, but we don’t need it," responded Little Li and the other man in unison, identical in tone and expression.
Titus Zane had already come downstairs from the staircase, and was about to ask Auntie Liu who was looking for her, but she paused upon seeing Little Li’s face, sensing a familiarity that slowed her steps.
Seeing Titus appear at the top of the stairs, Little Li discreetly nudged his companion and quickly stood up, respectfully addressing her, "Young Miss."
Titus suddenly remembered; this man was the driver who had taken Abigail Zimmerman shopping when she and Jon had visited the compound last time. His name seemed to be...
"Little Li?" Before she reached the bottom of the stairs, Titus tentatively asked, and Little Li finally revealed a slight smile. A serious man, he seemed shy when he smiled, "Thank you, Young Miss, for remembering me." Follow current novels on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵
"If anyone should be giving thanks, it’s me thanking you for helping out my friend and me last time."
Within a few steps, Titus was in front of Little Li, who sheepishly scratched his head,
"Young Miss teases, I was merely following Madam’s instructions."
"And this is..." Titus looked at the man standing alongside Little Li, both dressed in identical uniforms, their expressions similarly stern.
Before Little Li could speak, the other man took the initiative to introduce himself.
"Young Miss, I’m Little Zhang, and I will be your dedicated driver from now on."
Little Zhang spoke loudly and suddenly, startling Titus, who laughed and said, "Please take a seat. I don’t know..."
"Young Miss, the senior commander has instructed us to come and pick you up; time is of the essence, so please go ahead and change your clothes first," Little Li interrupted before Titus could finish her sentence, suggesting as he glanced at her work apron stained with paint.
"Pick me up?" Titus was confused, "I’m quite comfortable here..."
"Young Miss, the senior commander has issued a strict order; please do not make things difficult for us," Little Li interrupted again, this time with an air of strictly conducting official business.
Remembering the kind yet authoritative old man, Titus hesitated for a moment before outright refusing.
"Little Li, I cannot go back with you, please tell my grandfather that I am doing very well here."