Sister-in-law Zhou couldn’t help but laugh at the scene and said, "Young Madam, since you don’t want to get up, then just have a good rest. I’ll head out first."
Song Song nodded inside the bedding, "Mmm, mmm, mmm, don’t worry about me, just pretend I don’t exist."
Sister-in-law Zhou accidentally let out a "pfft" of laughter again. She thought to herself that her carefully maintained cool and aloof persona had completely collapsed now, and it probably won’t exist anymore in the future.
Entering the dining room, Xiao Jinghuai had already finished breakfast and was sitting there reading the morning financial newspapers. As soon as he saw Sister-in-law Zhou coming in, he asked, "Where is she?"
"Ahem..." Sister-in-law Zhou was slightly embarrassed, "Young Madam heard it was the Young Master who brought her back last night, so she went back to bed. She said she’s not planning to leave the room today, maybe... she’s planning to stay in bed all day!"
Xiao Jinghuai’s eyes turned cold, and his handsome expression became extremely serious, "Go get her up. If she refuses, tell her the penalty is writing a 50,000-word reflection!"
50,000 words!
Sister-in-law Zhou found it extremely troublesome just hearing about it and thought this measure was indeed harsh. She immediately got up briskly to deliver the message, entering the master bedroom again, only to see the little girl still burrowed under the covers, her small body like a tiny hill.
"Young Madam, you should get up and go out! The Young Master said if you don’t get up, you’ll have to write a 50,000-word reflection. Last time you struggled to write just 5,000 words..."
Before Sister-in-law Zhou could finish speaking, the covers were suddenly flung off, and Song Song, with messy hair, quickly got up and dashed into the bathroom to start washing up.
If it weren’t for maintaining a bit of a cool image, Sister-in-law Zhou would have wanted to burst out laughing right there.
This little girl is truly amusing...
Song Song dashed to the dining room, softly said "Mr. Xiao," and immediately sat down in a chair, grabbing a baozi to munch, entirely avoiding looking at him, not even daring to glance at the hem of his clothes.
"What happened last night?" Xiao Jinghuai asked in a deep voice.
The sound hit Song Song’s heart like an earthquake, so terrifying.
Song Song nervously reached for the orange juice nearby, took a sip before replying, "I, a colleague of mine was heartbroken, so I accompanied her to drink, and then... I’m sorry! It won’t happen again."
"Did you need to go to the night club to drink?" Xiao Jinghuai replied coldly, obviously displeased.
Song Song lowered her head like a child being scolded, muttering, "It wasn’t my idea to go, it was my colleague’s..."
"10,000-word reflection."
"..."
Song Song looked up in shock, inadvertently meeting the man’s deep, ink-black eyes. Her heart suddenly began to race, breathing became difficult, what was going on?
Could she be sick?
Sister-in-law Zhou saw the little girl looking pitiful and spoke up in her defense, "Young Master, Young Madam was just trying to comfort her colleague, please calm down."
Song Song felt a bit aggrieved. She nearly turned gray writing 5,000 words last time, and now it’s 10,000 words. Could he be avenging Bao Bei against her?
Xiao Jinghuai stood up from his chair, and Sister-in-law Zhou promptly handed him his coat, "Young Master, are you leaving?"
Upon hearing this, Song Song was instantly delighted, urging him to leave quickly, the further the better.
"Yes." Xiao Jinghuai responded lightly, then his sharp gaze fell on Sister-in-law Zhou’s spring breeze-like face, "Sister-in-law Zhou, don’t forget the purpose I have for you here."
Sister-in-law Zhou was instantly choked up, lowered her head, and said, "I understand."
Song Song was puzzled. Purpose? What purpose?
It seemed so mysterious...