"Madam, are you okay?" Xia Lu returned home and immediately, Zhang Ma noticed her extremely pale complexion. "Madam?"
Xia Lu snapped back to reality, turned her head to look at her, "Hmm? What?" She had not heard what she had said just now.
"I mean, are you alright, Madam? Your complexion doesn't look right," Zhang Ma expressed with concern. "Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Xia Lu touched her forehead, "No...I'm fine," she turned and smiled at her, "You go about your work, don't worry about me."
Even though she said that, watching her hold onto the staircase as she went upstairs, Zhang Ma was still somewhat worried. She did not know where Xia Lu had been or whom she had met, but she keenly sensed that something was off with her now.
Should she tell the master? She hesitated for a moment. Zhou Mingchen had just come back at noon and it wouldn't be long before his workday ended. After some thought, she put her phone down.
