"Oh, really?" Yuwen Kangshi sneered as he looked at the housekeeper, not finding the housekeeper's words convincing.
The housekeeper felt Yuwen Kangshi was somewhat unfamiliar for the first time. He always thought the gentle and refined manner was Kangshi's facade, and this coldness he exuded now was his true nature.
The housekeeper chuckled, "Of course, it's just because the Eldest Young Master grew up in the Old Mansion. I've watched him grow up with my own eyes, so naturally, there's a deeper bond."
Seeing him speak like this, Yuwen Kang didn't say more. He smiled and said, "My brother is already over twenty; if he's not back late, he's probably sleeping over at a friend's. You should rest early too. Oh, don't tell my grandfather about my brother going to jail. I'm worried about his heart not taking it."
The housekeeper sighed, nodded, "I understand, I'll be careful."
Yuwen Kangshi finished speaking and went upstairs.
