The surroundings fell deathly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Many people looked on in astonishment, completely bewildered.
'The Heir of Duke Dingbei's attitude toward this little tyke...?'
Xiao Wu was also a little surprised and subconsciously turned her head to look at Ye Chutang.
'Big Sis, the interlocking lock is right inside!'
Ye Chutang considered this for a moment, then curtsied. "Thank you for your kind offer, Princely Heir, but Xiao Wu is young and can be mischievous. We would rather not trouble you."
Beside her, Ye Shixian quickly added, "Yes, it would be against etiquette—"
"She's just a child. There's no need for such formalities." Shen Yanchuan's gaze lingered for a moment on Ye Chutang's fair, jade-like face, as fleeting as a passing breeze. "Besides, it is precisely because she is young that we must be more mindful of her health."
The color drained from Ye Shixian's face, her expression shifting between red and white—a truly spectacular sight.
