Fortunately, there was no pain attack.

Otherwise, you have to report to the hospital before attending the banquet.

Shen Que sat on the bed for a while.

There was a leaf-shaped lamp on in the exquisite and small bedroom, and a plate of still hot cookies was placed next to it.

Anya is not here.

Pei Ji hasn't come back yet either.

The terminal on his wrist flashed.

Shen Que clicked on the chat page belonging to Pei Ji.

On the night of the Queen's call, the Alpha insisted on letting her add him to his address book and insisted on pinning his address to the top.

Several complaints come into view.

Pei Ji: [Crazy, crazy.]

Pei Ji: [These people are endless.]

Pei Ji: [Let Social die. Who the hell invented this thing?]

Shen Que frowned slightly.

There are a lot of red tape and interactions among the nobles, and with Pei Ji's identity, he has to show up on some occasions.

If... he was a healthy Omega, his Alpha might not be in such a mess.

He lowered his eyes, moved his fingertips slightly, and uttered a few words: [Thank you for your hard work.]

After closing the terminal, Shen Que got out of bed and dressed, but heard the door open.

Thinking it was Anya or Phil, he asked without turning his head, "Where is the Admiral having dinner today?"

After a brief silence, a strange voice sounded:

"The young lord will have dinner with his guests tonight. You don't have to wait for him to come back."

Shen Que was slightly startled, and turned around to see an unfamiliar maid standing by the door.

The maid was 70% similar to Anya, but she looked more outgoing. She looked at Shen Que directly, unlike Anya who was used to shyly lowering her head.

She lifted her skirt and bowed to Chen Que:

"I'm Annie, Madam Aifan's maid."

"Mrs. Ai Fan has prepared dinner and is waiting for you in the garden restaurant."