Lu Xiaobu spent several more days living a life of idleness and freeloading.
"Young Master, our year-end party is coming up soon. Are you going to make an appearance?"
Liang Lan asked for Lu Xiaobu's opinion.
Actually, it didn't make much of a difference whether the Young Master showed up or not, but she felt like he'd been a bit bored these past days, so she thought to find something fun for the Young Master to do.
"Sure, sounds like fun!"
Lu Xiaobu's eyes lit up instantly: "Sister Lan really gets me. Come on, reward time—you can give me an oil massage!"
"Young Master!"
Liang Lan couldn't help but pout in exasperation.
It was always like this.
...
After confirming that Lu Xiaobu would show up, Liang Lan immediately issued the notice.
The planning of such frivolous year-end parties didn't require her personal touch in designing and executing; she could just let her subordinates handle it.
Anyway, it's not like planning made any real difference.
What?
