Tap tap tap...
Lu Qingming came home, with an aura like he was about to tear down the house.
"Young master, young master, don't throw things around!"
The butler followed behind him, worrying himself to death.
The president was strict in disciplining the young master, so naturally, the young master was well-behaved. However, once he came home, he inevitably relaxed. The servants at home adored the young master and always indulged him, worried that the president might find out.
"Hehe."
Lu Qingming smiled at the butler, "No worries, aren't you here?"
In the past two years, he had grown considerably. An eight or nine-year-old boy, yet quite tall, already taking on the appearance of a little young man.
"Uncle Butler, where are Susu and Rice Ball?"
The butler tidied up as he followed, smiling as he pointed upstairs, "They're both upstairs."
"Alright." Lu Qingming nodded slightly, "Then I'll go up too!"
Lu Qingming dashed upstairs.
