Julian Fairchild said indifferently, "He's disobedient and runs everywhere."
"Yes."
Miles Hughes pondered what the young master meant by asking these questions.
Is he having some regrets?
He coughed and said, "Actually, young master, children are quite easy to soothe. You see, Miss Maeve Lane holds Keane, and he stops crying. If you feel you were too harsh just now, you could follow Mrs. Fairchild's advice and buy Keane some toys or something."
"Are you very idle?"
Julian Fairchild had already returned to his usual composed self.
Miles Hughes wisely kept his mouth shut.
...
As for Maeve Lane, after chatting for a while, she finally managed to calm Keane's emotions.
As she turned around, the few people in the living room hadn't left yet, and both Mrs. Fairchild and Julian Fairchild immediately cast their gaze towards her.
Maeve Lane raised her eyebrows and looked down at Keane, saying, "Are you hungry?"
Keane nodded.
