"Oh, I accidentally got scratched by a branch, but I've already applied medicine." Clyde Summers said casually.
"Be more careful in the future."
"Got it, I'm heading back to my room."
Clyde waved his hand, tucked his hands into his pockets, and went inside.
The housekeeper glanced at his back and smiled as he spoke to Old Master Summers, "The young master seems to be in a good mood today."
Old Master Summers nodded slightly, "Hmm, there does seem to be more smiles than usual."
The old housekeeper remarked with great feeling, "The young master has grown up, looking just like you in your youth, not only in appearance but also in demeanor."
"Oh?" Old Master Summers chuckled, "What kind of demeanor? The kind where you look down on everyone?"
"If you say so, then I suppose so." The housekeeper laughed too.
For a father burdened with debilitating health issues, nothing is more comforting than watching his child grow up and show promise.
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