Before leaving the underground residential building, Lin Weihao passed by his family's unit.
"Master! I'm glad you're here!" The butler greeted him at the door. Lin Jianjun and Lin Daxia were still recovering from the events of last night and were asleep.
"En. How are Mother and Grandfather?" Lin Weihao asked.
"They're in the little master's room, sleeping together with him. Master, would you like to come in for tea? I can brew your favorite tea or pack your breakfast," the butler offered.
"No need. When they wake up, let them drink it themselves," Lin Weihao replied, placing three small bowls on the kitchen counter. "Give these to them. Don't forget."
Pan Chen couldn't stop Lin Weihao from leaving. He watched his back disappear into the distance, but as he looked longer, he noticed something odd—Lin Weihao seemed to be holding a square bag with a girly design.
Its shape resembled the snack bags that the young master often carried around.