Lu Hongjun woke up at six o'clock, and after getting up, he wandered around with his cane. It was Xing Ziyang who saw him and helped him stroll around the residence.
The large residence with a garden had five sections, and now he walked slowly. By the time he finished his round, it was already past seven. Sitting in the pavilion in the back garden, he asked, "When did Jiaxin leave?"
Xing Ziyang replied, "The boss's flight was at nine, and she's already left."
"She left? Why didn't she tell me? I would have seen her off."
Xing Ziyang was aware of the grudges between him and Lu Jiaxin, and he didn't feel sorry for him. If such a kindhearted boss was cold-hearted to him, it must've been because he had been made to feel disheartened.
"Old sir, breakfast is ready in the kitchen. Let's go have breakfast!"
"Is the cook still here?"
