"See her?"
Zhou Mingchen turned his head to ask Mrs. Zhang, looking at Xia Lu who was lying on the bed, sound asleep; Mrs. Zhang finally also let out a sigh of relief.
"Let's have dinner first."
"But what about madam..."
Zhou Mingchen glanced at Xia Lu and casually pulled the blanket over her, "Since she's tired, let her get some good rest."
Who would have known that this sleep would last till daylight.
Just as Xia Lu opened her eyes, before she even had time to freshen up, the familiar and hearty laughter had already risen from downstairs.
"This is pickled cabbage our housekeeper made, I've brought it especially for you," Guan Li handed the jar to Mrs. Zhang, "I'm not sure if it suits their taste, but if they like it, next time I can ask her to make more and bring it over."
Seeing Xia Lu coming down the stairs, she immediately twisted her waist to greet her.