Feeling assured, Yun Qiluo finally relaxed. Her little face once again lit up with a smile, and she obediently ran over to fetch a couple of outfits to try on in her room.
However, halfway there, she stopped again.
She turned her head, looking at him with a bit of hesitation for a while.
Then she came over and tugged at the hem of his clothes, asking, "Beautiful woman, can you wait here for me?"
"Hmm?" The man let out a lazy nasal sound.
Her big eyes blinked a couple of times as she softly said, "I’m afraid that once I come out, you’ll be gone again."
In her gentle voice, there was a trace of uncertainty, along with an obvious reliance.
It inexplicably made a part of the man’s heart soften.
He half-squinted his long, narrow eyes.
After a long pause, he tossed out two words: "Won’t go."
Only then did Yun Qiluo feel assured. Holding her clothes, she dashed upstairs, the sound of her slippers echoing urgently, as she seemed very pressed.
Her small figure quickly disappeared down the hallway.
Yan Yan watched her, a mischievous smile unconsciously spreading across his lips.
Housekeeper Chen came downstairs and just happened to bump into Yun Qiluo who was rushing upstairs; before he could say anything, she was already gone.
He baffledly made his way down, only to see the exceptionally handsome man with one hand in his pocket, looking at the stairs with a dangerously carefree smile.
Upon seeing Yan Yan, Housekeeper Chen immediately stopped worrying about anything else.
His eyes lit up, and he respectfully bowed as he greeted, "Sir."
"Hmm." The man remained indifferent, appearing uninterested in engaging in conversation.
But after witnessing the scene from this morning, Housekeeper Chen no longer saw him as cold and heartless; he even felt somewhat closer to him.
His smile was now more gentle than before: "Would you like to sit over there and wait for a while?"
Yan Yan didn’t refuse, crossing his legs as he sat down on the sofa and casually picked up a magazine to flip through.
Unexpectedly, Housekeeper Chen returned after a while with coffee and snacks.
Even his tone was filled with affection: "Sir, please have some snacks."
His overly attentive demeanor finally made Yan Yan sense something amiss.
His eyebrows subtly furrowed as he lifted his eyelids to glance at him.
Housekeeper Chen remained oblivious, his old face blooming into a bright smile like a chrysanthemum.
What’s gotten into the housekeeper today?
Why did he feel like Housekeeper Chen’s gaze on him was especially fervent today??
There were even tears glistening in his eyes.
After a long silence, Yan Yan finally thought of a possibility and slowly began, "Housekeeper."
"Sir, do you have any orders?"
The passionately devoted Housekeeper Chen: "..."???
A brief moment of stunned silence later, his eyes grew even more moist.
He respectfully replied, his tone choked with emotion: "I’m not ill, I’m in good health, thank you for your concern."
It was unbelievable that even their master would one day proactively show concern by asking about his well-being...
This was no easy feat!
Could it be because of Miss Yun’s presence that even their master had softened a lot?
Sure enough, having such an innocent and pure girl by the master’s side had changed the atmosphere at home!
Just as Housekeeper Chen was still immersed in warmth and self-induced emotion, Yun Qiluo had already changed clothes and was slowly coming down the stairs.
It seemed that she really wasn’t suited for such high-fashion apparel.
Because most high-end brands either carry a mature vibe, a minimalist style, or are filled with a heavy sense of fashion design.
While ordinary adult women might pull it off, on the petite Luo Luo who looked like an adolescent, it appeared as awkward as a child wearing adult clothes.