Zhan Jingshu secretly gritted his teeth: He definitely won't let Master look down on him!
Zhan Zhengxiao and Fu Chunxue, seeing their youngest son getting along well with his master, felt all their worries disappear. Whether it's learning traditional Chinese medicine or something else, as long as their youngest son is healthy, they don't mind.
Zhan Zhengmo found it hard to imagine his little brother learning Chinese medicine, furrowing his brows slightly but saying nothing.
Recently, he had been behaving well, not causing trouble outside, and even accompanying his big brother to and from the company dutifully. The only thing bothersome was that there were too few beautiful women at the company, and even fewer women to chat with him.
However, occasionally running into his big brother's office to disturb his work, seeing his brother helpless against him, was quite amusing.
