"Great, Dad is finally okay!" Feng Xiaoyao said happily, while Fang Shile was more perceptive, looking towards Feng Yan outside the door, and indeed saw him in a daze.
"Feng Yan, have the kitchen prepare something for Xiaoyao to eat and send it over!" Fang Shile deliberately said to Feng Yan.
Feng Yan remained stupefied without responding, Fang Shile revealed a cold smile, patting Feng Yan's shoulder and said, "Feng Yan, what are you talking about?"
"Ah... I didn't say anything!" Feng Yan was startled back to his senses.
"Who did you just call Master?" Fang Shile frowned and asked.
"What? I don't understand what you're saying?" Feng Yan asked, puzzled.
"I heard you shout Master just now, who were you calling?" Fang Shile asked deliberately.
"I was calling the Young City Lord!" Feng Yan, upon hearing it, thought for a moment and said.
"Oh, I thought you were calling someone else! It's nothing..." Fang Shile said with a smile after hearing it.
