Then she forced herself to continue.
"He was doing well when he left here and returned to his house. But lately, I've been worrying about that boy. I heard he's been locking himself in his music studio for days. Sometimes he even forgets to eat."
Grandma Li's gaze turned serious.
"We'll make sure he eats his fill at dinner later."
"Yes, Mother." Huang Yuyan nodded, then suddenly blinked. "Hm?"
Both women turned their heads at the sound of loud footsteps echoing through the grand hall.
Heavy.
Purposeful.
The kind of footsteps that sounded like they belonged to someone who didn't know the meaning of the word quiet.
A booming voice thundered through the estate.
"What is this?! We're the first ones to arrive?! Why is nobody here yet?!"
The voice carried authority, impatience, and a kind of arrogance that could only come from someone who had lived his whole life being obeyed.
"I want to know!"
