"That sleep was so refreshing!" Zhang Xiaohao said while stretching comfortably.
He sat up on the bed and glanced at the open door.
Thinking to himself, "Hmm! Why didn't Xue'er wake me up today? That's not like her!"
The more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed to Zhang Xiaohao.
Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaohao jumped off the bed.
He headed downstairs.
"Sir, you must be hungry! The food is ready, come over and eat!" Sister Zhou cheerfully invited.
"Mm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded and smiled.
He pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Xiaohao, getting up so late, that's not like you!" Mr. Cheng joked with a smile.
"I've been really busy lately!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a wry smile.
"The more capable you are, the busier you get! Alright, hurry up and eat!" Mr. Cheng said with a smile.
"Mm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
He took out a jar of three-hundred-year-old nu'er hong wine, poured a bowl for the three of them, and placed the jar on the table.
