The butler saw him and quickly went upstairs, "Young master, you finally returned. You had us worried to death. We were just thinking about what we would do if you got lost."
Cheng Xinghe glanced at the overly concerned butler, "My parents treat me like a child, do you as well?"
The butler smiled awkwardly, "How would I dare compare myself to the commander and madam?"
Cheng Xinghe gave him a cold look and walked inside.
There weren't many servants here, you could count them on one hand, but it was quite peaceful for him.
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In the morning, he had just woken up and stood by the window, looking at the garden full of flowers and plants, feeling a sense of happiness. A girl was pruning the plants in the garden.
He had met all the servants here; those who stayed on this island to work were generally middle-aged or older.
But this girl seemed about the same age as him.
