Let Her Do Whatever She Wants

"Young Master." Jane stood behind James with a tray in her hands. There was an empty bowl on the tray.  James didn't look back. After a few seconds, he asked in a deep voice, "How is it? Has Young Madam eaten her meal?" "Yes. The make-up artists went in just now." Jane nodded with a smile, "Young Master, sure enough, Young Madam feels better after you come back. When you were not at home, Young Madam hardly ate. Yesterday, she didn't eat anything and didn't even drink a sip of water."  Jane sighed and then said, "Young Madam has been in a bad mood these days. I don't know why she suddenly became unhappy. The day before yesterday, she seemed to have a dream while sleeping. After she got up, she asked me if you were back. I said that it was because she missed you too much. But... Yesterday, she became so strange." "......" James turned around and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray beside him. He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes. He looked very grieved. He looked around the liv