Sister Xian observed from the sidelines, her heart filled with admiration as she thought, “Miss Lin truly possesses an exquisite beauty. Just the sight of her rxed brows brings a refreshing feeling to those around her. At only seventeen or eighteen years old, her allure is remarkable. I can only imagine how stunning she will be in the next few years…”
Meanwhile, Lin Wan’er (ni) set aside her tangerine peel Pu’er cake, took a sip from her teacup, and smiled at Sister Xian, saying, “This is quite delightful! It’s just that the tea leaves could be of a better quality.”
Sister Xian was taken aback and chuckled, replying, “Miss Lin, this is already the finest Pu’er tea my husband could procure.”
“That’s true,” Lin Wan’er (ni) replied with a smile. “The tea is indeed good, but it doesn’t quite match the quality of mine. Nevertheless, I’m genuinely pleased with this vor; it’s a wonderful surprise. Thank you, Sister Xian, and please extend my gratitude to the pastry chef for their hard work.”
Lin Wan’er (ni)’s expression of thanks left Sister Xian astonished.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Though Sister Xian had known Lin Wan’er (ni) for several days, she had never heard her express gratitude before.
In fact, even her husband, who had done so much for her, including giving away the entire Zijin Vi, had never received a word of thanks from Lin Wan’er (ni). It seemed as if she viewed his actions as expected and took them for granted, never acknowledging them with even a simple thank you.
At times, Sister Xian harbored her own opinions about Lin Wan’er (ni). Despite her young age and her outward demeanor of being well-mannered and cultured, she often came across as arrogant andcking in etiquette. Sister Xian was attentive and considerate, yet she never felt the respect she deserved in return.
However, at this moment, Sister Xian was struck by surprise once again. She thought, “Mr. has done so much for her, providing her with rare items worth billions, yet she has never expressed gratitude for that. But today, because I made her the tangerine peel Pu’er cake she desired, she thanked both me and the pastry chef. What kind of perspective does Miss Lin have on gratitude?” Just as Sister Xian pondered this, she heard a familiar voice from home.
Mr. Qiu called out, breathless yet filled with excitement, “Miss! Lao Zhang is here!”
Lin Wan’er (ni) raised her eyebrows slightly, her beautiful eyes turning toward the door.
Momentster, she saw Qiu Yingshan and Sun Zhidong entering, assisting an elderly man between them.<f4c> The rightful source is find?novel</f4c>
This old man was the same one who had apanied Lin Wan’er (ni) during her time in Northern Europe.
Upon seeing Lin Wan’er (ni), the old man took a step forward with difficulty, barely concealing his excitement. He knelt before her, trembling, and respectfully stated, “Miss, the old servant iste. Please punish me!” Lin Wan’er (ni) smiled gently and raised her hand, signaling him to rise.