"The gaze?"
Xiao Nianqing couldn't help but repeat, a sense of confusion spreading within her heart, like a cloud covering the earth that wouldn't dissipate!
"Exactly!" The butler, as if grasping a key point, said confidently, "The look in Miss Lin's eyes when she woke up was definitely not that of someone who had just regained consciousness!"
"Additionally, there's something more mystical—intuition!"
After listening to the butler's words, Xiao Nianqing furrowed her brow and said, "You're saying...?"
The old butler, as if already understanding what Xiao Nianqing was about to say, shook his head and explained, "That's not what I mean. Although I only met Miss Lin once, I could feel her affection for the young master, and that's something you can't fake!"
"As for now..." The old butler paused for a long time before he slowly spoke, "I only hope that I'm just getting old, and my senses aren't what they used to be!"
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