After the fake young master left home, he discovered that it wasn't raining at all outside.

Zhu Huan trembled when she mentioned the words "Young Master".

"Otherwise what? You're really blind. You even dare to curse the young master." Lu Ze was worried about Zhu Huan's intelligence.

Zhu Huan was initially unwilling to believe it, but the moment he saw Lin Shen clearly, his pupils dilated in shock.

He might not know the owners of the main building, since he rarely had the chance to meet them, but he couldn't possibly not know Lin Xiang, the manor's butler.

He has two sons. One is Zhu Cheng, the eldest son of the main building, who works as his private secretary. The other is Zhu Yan, the youngest son, who serves him personally.

Seeing this, Lin Shen knew that Zhu Huan had offended Zhu Yan and slapped him across the face.

"Young Master Zhu Huan, what a display of power! How dare you offend the Young Master? Do you have a death wish?"

After being slapped, Zhu Huan lost her former arrogance and became meek and submissive, not daring to utter a sound even after being slapped by Lin Shen.

As the young master's personal servant, he has the right to punish anyone who dares to disrespect him.

"Take him to the main building and then notify Elder Xilou," Lin Shen instructed the bodyguards. He then knelt down in front of Zhu Yan to examine the injury on his foot.

"Young Master, your ankle is swollen." Lin Shen's voice was trembling with tears.

He failed to take good care of the young master again...

"Little Yan Yan, it's really swollen." Xu Zhiyuan helped Zhu Yan sit down on a chair, then squatted down in front of Zhu Yan, lifted his foot, and checked the wound.

"It's okay, let's go back." Zhu Yan only felt a little pain when she stood up, but she was fine now.

"You always act tough. It's so swollen now, no wonder it hurts." Xu Zhiyuan frowned.

"It's still my fault. I knew you were injured, but I still dragged you out." Xu Zhiyuan's words were full of self-blame for dragging Zhu Yan out to play.

"I'll carry you to the car." Xu Zhiyuan said with his back to Zhu Yan, his tone leaving no room for Zhu Yan to refuse.

Zhu Yan didn't stand on ceremony and let Xu Zhiyuan carry her back to where they got off the car earlier that day.

When they arrived, Zhu Yan and the others were in a car, but Lin Shen brought out Zhu Yan's car as well and followed behind him.

So Xu Zhiyuan carefully put the banquet into the car.

However, he did not choose to ride in the same car as Zhu Yan, because he wanted to find Lu Ze to ask him how badly his little Yan Yan was injured.

Inside the car—

Zhu Yan found a comfortable position, nestled in her seat, and closed her eyes to rest.

Since the car had been modified in advance, with the extended version, there was a large gap in the back seat, so two seats were added to the sides. Lin Shen did not sit in the front passenger seat, but sat next to Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan, who was lying in her seat, suddenly noticed that Lin Shen had raised his leg and put it on her knee.

Zhu Yan opened her eyes and looked at him quietly.

Banquet:?

"Let me take a look at your wound," Lin Shen explained as he folded up Zhu Yan's trouser leg until his ankle was exposed.

Sure enough, a red and swollen patch appeared, which stood out starkly against Zhu Yan's fair skin.

Lin Shen stared at the wound for a while, then gently lowered Zhu Yan's legs, unbuckled his seatbelt, and then—

With a loud "bang," he knelt down at the feet of the banquet host.

???

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yan raised an eyebrow, lowered her eyes, and looked at Lin Shen with some surprise.

"I'm sorry, young master. I disobeyed the patriarch's orders. I should have stayed with you. Otherwise... otherwise your wounds wouldn't have relapsed..." Lin Shen lowered his head, his head almost touching his chest, and his voice was trembling with sobs.

"If you follow along, will you be able to prevent a relapse?" Zhu Yan asked rhetorically.

"Then I was wrong too." Lin Shen didn't listen to what Zhu Yan was saying and just kept thinking that he was the one who was wrong.

"..."

"If you don't get up, believe me, I'll throw you down." Zhu Yan's tone carried a hint of threat.

"If you can calm down, I..." Lin Shen was interrupted by Zhu Yan before he could finish speaking.

"You won't listen? Fine, then don't follow me anymore."

"No! Young Master, I will obey." Lin Shen finally raised his head and met Zhu Yan's gaze.

So, under Zhu Yan's scrutinizing gaze, Lin Shen slowly got up and sat back down in his seat.

Then he continued to lift Zhu Yan's feet and let him step on his thighs. He took out an ice pack from the freezer next to him, preparing to apply ice to Zhu Yan's wound.

"hiss--"

It was so cold that Zhu Yan let out a sigh.

"I'm sorry, young master, it's a bit cold. Please bear with it." Lin Shen did not give up just because Zhu Yan gasped for breath.

Zhu Yan didn't touch it, just let Lin Shen apply the dressing.

Twenty minutes later, the vehicle drove steadily to the front of the main building, but this time, there were only a few people waiting outside.

Xu Zhiyuan and Lu Ze got out of the car behind them, walking hurriedly.

"I'll carry you inside." Xu Zhiyuan walked towards Zhu Yan.

"No need, it's just a minor injury, there's no need to make a big fuss." Zhu Yan felt it wasn't that serious.

"A minor injury?" Xu Zhiyuan chuckled. "Little Yanyan, did you laugh when you said that?"

Previously at Lu Ze's house, the two of them kept it a secret from him so as not to worry him. They only told Xu Zhiyuan that Zhu Yan was injured, without saying how serious the injury was.

Just now, Lu Ze confessed everything in the car.

Zhu Yan's gaze shifted from Xu Zhiyuan to Lu Ze, and as soon as their eyes met, Lu Ze guiltily looked away, not daring to meet Zhu Yan's eyes.

"Stop looking at him. He's hiding everything from me. I'm going to get angry." Xu Zhiyuan looked at Zhu Yan with a resentful expression, her eyes full of grievance.

"Weren't you leaving? Let's go." Changing the subject is always the best approach in this situation. Zhu Yan got up from her seat, intending to get out of the car.

Xu Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly, turned his back to Zhu Yan, and carried him on his back. "There won't be a next time. You can't hide anything from me anymore, or I'll be heartbroken."

The main feature of the banquet on the back is that it has been read but not replied to.

Xu Zhiyuan had no choice, but he could understand. After all, if he were injured, he certainly wouldn't tell the truth so as not to worry them.

Xu Zhiyuan carried Zhu Yan step by step into the main building, but the further they went in, the more something seemed wrong.

It's too quiet.

It was unusually quiet.

Even the busy footsteps of the servants had disappeared.

This piqued the curiosity of the banquet host.