Mrs. Celia touched her head excitedly, feeling a little helpless, "Honey, how are you?"
The girl smiled like an angel.
"Mother, I'm fine."
She passed Mrs. Celia, looked at her father who was not in good spirits, and pursed her lips, "Father, thank you for your hard work."
The girl's sweet voice brought Lancaster back to his senses quickly.
He lovingly took her hand and kissed the back of it lightly, "As long as Alice gets better, I can do anything."
Alice's little face was still pale, but she looked very happy.
"Father, I love you."
"I love you too, Alice."
Alice, whose condition is under control, is ready to return home.
In just a few days, because of Earl Lancaster's departure, those ulterior motives in the family started to make trouble again and lost a lot of business.
Because Alice needs to recuperate for the time being, with the permission of the old man, she can stay in the mansion with Mrs. Celia for a few more days.
As for Earl Lancaster, he returned immediately.
Next, he will spend these few days busy.
Song Yaoyao rested at home for a few days, during which she only visited Alice once. She recovered very well, and every day was more vivid than the day before.
The rose was injected with vitality and became delicate and bright again.
She didn't see Huo Yunque early in the morning, but when Song Yaoyao went downstairs, she saw a slender yet elegant figure.
It's Lady Celia—
The bodyguard beside her held a parasol for her. She was like a princess who came out of a fairy tale, wearing an elegant retro long dress and a small top hat. Her life itself is a fairy tale.
A woman with a delicate temperament walked towards her. She was wearing a fox fur shawl, full of elegance.
"Meet you again, dear Miss Song."
"Hello, Lady Celia."
Song Yaoyao was serious for a second, and she raised her hand to greet Celia.
"Is Lady Celia's visit this time because something happened to Alice?"
"Thank you for your concern, Alice is fine now," Celia looked at Song Yaoyao gratefully, "I'm sorry for my rudeness before, may I ask, is Mr. Huo there?"
Song Yaoyao wanted to say that she was looking for him too, when she heard a cold and low voice from outside the door.
"exist."
The two looked over together.
Holding a bouquet of flowers in the man's hand, he walked to Song Yaoyao's side and handed her the flowers, "Go and eat breakfast."
Song Yaoyao's eyes were like crescent moons. She took the bouquet of flowers and nodded obediently. Rubbing the back of the man's hand coquettishly, greeted Mrs. Celia, and left briskly humming a ditty.
Madam Celia folded her shawl and looked at the girl's back enviously. She was convinced that if she hadn't been there, the girl would have jumped up happily.
Every woman is a child in front of the man she loves.
Celia was convinced that she had been, and had been.
"What are you looking at, ma'am?"
Huo Yunque took the handkerchief and wiped his fingers lightly.
Celia followed Huo Yunque upstairs, and when she heard this, she smiled softly, "Her eyes are bright, and she looks very happy."
"I was happy too, once."
Behind him, the girl walked out of the dining room slowly, holding a cup of hot milk.
A pair of bright black eyes stared straight at the backs of the two of them.
study
Huo Yunque took out the documents in the leather bag from the drawer and pushed them in front of Mrs. Celia.
"You don't regret it?"
The blood on Celia's face faded away in an instant, but she smiled extremely gracefully.
"certainly."