The woman's voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of concern, as if she genuinely cared about Chen Rui's health.
Finally, the little girl in pale yellow gauze chimed in with a crisp voice, "Young Master, don't be upset! Those people surely won't live long, you don't need to get angry over them. We all care about you!"
She blinked her big eyes, revealing an innocent smile, afraid that Chen Rui might be upset and affect his mood. She coquettishly tried to cheer him up beside him.
These women showcased their skills, either praising Chen Rui's decisiveness and masculinity or comforting him not to be overly angry, each behaving exceedingly obediently and wisely, scrambling to butter up Chen Rui.
Their voices were sweet and soft, acts gentle and caring, as if they were willing to do anything to make Chen Rui happy.
Listening to the compliments and comforts from these beauties, Chen Rui's expression of pride grew even stronger.
