The quickest to react was still the live-in nanny, who stepped forward to help receive the gifts brought by Fu Jichen, with a friendly and kind smile on her face, greeting the two, "Young Master, Young Madam."
Fu Jichen nodded slightly and said warmly, "There are freshly made pastries in there, Grandpa loves them, take them out for him to try."
In the lounge area on one side of the living room, the old man listened to Fu Jichen's conversation with the nanny, snorting through his nose, still with a stern face, showing no signs of easing.
"Okay, I'll go right away." The nanny, hearing Fu Jichen's words, found the pastry box among the gifts and took it to the kitchen to plate.
Shen Jianian felt a bit nervous, her fingers slightly tightening on Fu Jichen's arm.
Fu Jichen noticed the subtle change in pressure on his arm, lowered his gaze to meet the person beside him, his gentle eyes seeming to say to her, "Don't worry."
