Answering her was Bo Jinghang's unabashed laughter.
Qin Yiren was indignant and angry, pouting and abandoning the idea of comforting him, she raced downstairs impulsively and almost ran into the maid who was tidying up.
"Miss Qin."
The maid was taken aback, staring at her in astonishment and asked worriedly, "Your face is very red, the weather's been unusual these days, are you feverish…"
"Thank you, I'm fine."
Feeling embarrassed, Qin Yiren offered a small smile and breezed into the kitchen, while casually mentioning, "Auntie, I'll handle breakfast today."
"Oh, alright."
The maid pondered for a moment, then glanced in the direction Qin Yiren had run down from, realizing and showing a knowing smile.
She usually saw Bo Jinghang and Qin Yiren's relationship was quite good, except for a lack of physical intimacy. Seeing Miss Qin so embarrassed just now, could it be...
