In the still of the night, after Yan Luoxi lulled Xiangxiang to sleep, she heard a knock on the door. She looked at the tightly closed door and said softly, "Come in."
The bedroom door was pushed open, and a head timidly poked in. Yan Luoxi saw that the visitor was Han Zhenzhen's caregiver. She nodded, "Come in, have a seat."
The caregiver walked in, feeling very nervous standing in the living room, "Madam, I'm just here to report on Miss Han's condition."
Yan Luoxi walked over, her expression gentle, "Okay, have a seat and tell me."
Only then did the caregiver carefully sit down on the sofa. After Yan Luoxi sat on the single sofa opposite her, she pushed the fruit platter in front of her, "Help yourself to whatever you like, don't be nervous."
