With such a capable granddaughter, there'd surely be no problems.
Thinking this, Leng Jianjun suddenly realized that Ling Xi hadn't had her breakfast yet, and hastily called out to a servant nearby, "Xiaokui, go to the kitchen and warm up Xixi's breakfast before serving it." His beloved granddaughter was about to go hungry, and he had only just noticed it. He deserved a scolding.
"Sure, Grandpa," Xiaokui nodded, turning around to head for the kitchen, but as she did, she saw Qin Yong already coming out with the tray. They exchanged smiles, and she went back to her own tasks.
If anyone outside the Leng Family cared for Ling Xi as dearly as they did, without a doubt, it was Qin Yong; the butler who always treasured Ling Xi as if she were the jewel in the palm of his hand.
"Miss, here, I've already warmed up your breakfast. Go ahead and eat," Qin Yong said, placing the tray in front of Ling Xi with a smile brimming with affection.
