"She has gone back to rest. These days, she has been taking care of Little Young Master without sleep or rest. She is already tired. I guess she has already fallen asleep."

"But..." Ye Zhiyu frowned and looked at her. "So, you mean I can't see Little Fan today?"

The old servant lowered his head slightly, his tone still cold. "I don't dare. You can come tomorrow."

"You!"

Ye Zhiyu was so angry. Couldn't she even see her ...