Bo Jinyu glanced at the empty teacup in front of Old Master Bo and walked over softly, picking up the cup.
Old Master Bo looked at him.
He smiled gently, "I'll refill it for you."
"Alright." The old master nodded with a smile.
"Pour me a cup too," Qiu Liya said with a smile, looking up.
"Sure."
"And make some formula for Little Bo and Little Bo Bo."
"Alright." Bo Jinyu responded warmly like a good gentleman, turned around, and walked to the pantry with the cup and the bottle.
The maid hurried over, "Young Master, let me do it."
"It's okay, I need to play the filial son and loving father occasionally." Bo Jinyu said warmly.
The maid immediately smiled, "Young Master, you're the most wonderful person I've ever seen in all these years. You are dutiful to your elders, loving to your children, caring and considerate to your wife, and kind to us subordinates."
"I could still do even better." Bo Jinyu laughed.
As she spoke, the maid had already taken out the tea leaves.
