Charlie’s words caused Lin Wan’er (ni) to unconsciously raise her eyebrows in surprise.


    Although she seemed to grasp something significant, she chose not to press further on the topic. Instead, she smiled at Charlie and said, “Since the young master is undecided, let the servant take charge of the family matters.”<fn0d8e> Fresh chapters posted on find~novel</fn0d8e>


    After a moment of contemtion, she tilted her head and added, “In ancient times, servants would definitely refer to their masters as husbands, but nowadays, that title is rarely used. Instead of calling you that, let’s act like lovers rather than husband and wife. So, I’ll call you ‘my dear’, how about you call me ‘your baby’?”


    As she finished speaking, Lin Wan’er (ni) took a deep breath, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, anxiously ncing at Charlie, worried he might reject or disapprove of her suggestion.


    Charlie didn’t think much of it. After all, pretending to be a couple and even wearing matching outfits seemed perfectly normal. It made sense to use endearing terms when they were out together instead of sticking to formal names.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    So, he nodded casually and replied, “Baby, huh? Alright, let’s go with that.”


    Then, Charlie cautioned her, “Just remember, don’t use the term ‘Nujia’ in front of others. We’re in a new era now and those old terms aren’t favored anymore. If you say that in public, people might get the wrong idea about my preferences…”


    Lin Wan’er yfully stuck out her tongue, responding defiantly, “Young master, I’ve lived through both the old and new eras. I understand your point. Besides, I haven’t used such terms in hundreds of years; I only say them in your presence. Once I leave this courtyard, I’ll adjust my speech.”


    “That’s good to hear,” Charlie nodded, ncing at the time. “It’s gettingte; we should head out.”


    “Okay,” replied Lin Wan’er (ni), nodding. “Master, when we step outside, should the servants call you dear?”


    Charlie nodded, responding nonchntly, “As long as you’re not worried about the reactions of those four old folks downstairs, you can call me dear.”


    Immediately, Lin Wan’er (ni) blushed and corrected herself, “No, no, what I meant was that after leaving Zijin Vi…”


    Charlie shook his head with a smile, “Alright, let’s hurry; they’re likely waiting downstairs to bid you farewell.”


    “Understood,” Lin Wan’er (ni) agreed, then added apologetically, “Master, please wait for me outside for a moment; I’ll be right back after offering incense to my father.”


    Charlie readily consented and stepped out of the room alone.


    Once Charlie was out, Lin Wan’er (ni) approached the spiritual tablet of her father, Aasif. With her delicate hands, she picked up three sticks of incense, carefully lighting them before cing them in the burner. Then she knelt on the futon in front of the tablet, sped her hands together, and murmured softly, “Father… Wan’er wishes to marry her husband… oh no… I made a mistake in my words… Wan’er and Mr. Wade are heading back to Yunnan together. I hope you, as a spirit in heaven, will bless us with a safe return and help Mr. Charlie achieve his desires…” After her heartfelt prayer, she kowtowed three times to the spirit tablet before rising and quickly exiting the room.