After all, it was a guest who didn’t need to be greeted, and she was trying to find some point to get this over with.
In this way, one inserting flowers and the other looking at a magazine, the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.
After another ten minutes or so, Wen Shiyu inserted the last flower into the vase and admired the bouquet in front of her with great accomplishment.
The delicate moonflower was wrapped in green leaves and a circle of white tulips was inserted outside, which had a kind of white in red symbolism, very pretty.
The more Wen Shiyu looked at it, the more she felt that she had a talent for flower arranging.
She smiled happily as she held the vase, and couldn’t help but look down and smell the flowers again.
The fragrant scent made the smile on her lips even wider.
Lu Yunxin inadvertently swept a glance at them and couldn’t help but frown.
This little maid was not a bit too good looking.
Under the sunlight, the girl’s cheeks were not powdered, but she was fresh and beautiful, especially her watery eyes, which were glowing with starlight.
The more Lu Yunxin looked at this little maid, the more familiar she felt, but she couldn’t think of anywhere she had seen her before, or perhaps she was overthinking things.
After all, the maid had just said that she had just arrived yesterday.
So she withdrew her eyes, but had other plans in mind.
She didn’t feel comfortable leaving such a good-looking person with Feng Shenye.
She planned to ask this little maid to go to her side when she saw Feng Shenye later.
Wen Shiyu did not know this.
She trimmed some imperfections in the flower arrangement, and then planned to get up to call Feng Shenye.
Unexpectedly, the sound of footsteps came from upstairs at this time.
Feng Shenye, dressed in a black suit, walked down from the stairs in a handsome and elegant manner.
His handsome features were carved like a ghost.
When Lu Yunxin heard the sound of footsteps, she immediately put down her magazine and stood up with a smile on her lips.
But before she could speak, a cheerful voice rang out in her ears, cutting her off.
“Shen Ye ……”
She saw Wen Shiyu running happily towards Feng Shenye with a vase of flowers in one hand, “You’re awake.”
She tilted her little face, smiling like a flower as she looked at Feng Shenye.
Feng Shenye looked at the girl’s bright smile, as if he was infected, his cold features showing a gentle light smile as he gently nodded his head.
“Look, this is the flower Bao’er and I went to pick early in the morning, smell it.”
As he spoke, Wen Shiyu held the vase of flowers in his hand in front of Feng Shenye.
Feng Shenye gave her a doting look, lowered his head and sniffed it, and said in a warm voice: “It’s quite fragrant and beautiful.”
“That’s for sure, don’t even look at who put it there.”
Wen Shiyu slightly raised her chin, like a haughty little cat, cute as can be.
Feng Shenye lost his smile, and his eyes were too gentle for words.
At this time, Wen Shiyu suddenly remembered that there were guests next to her and slapped her forehead in chagrin, “Look at me, I was so focused on talking to you that I forgot that there were guests at home.”
At that, Feng Shenye followed Wen Shiyu’s line of sight and saw Lu Yunxin standing next to the sofa, and the smile on his face faded.
And Lu Yunxin was already shocked beyond words at this moment.
She looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief.
Because she had never seen such a gentle, patient side of Feng Shen Ye.
There was also this woman, who was not a maid at all, but the one who had seduced Feng Shenye, Wen Shiyu.
No wonder she had always felt that this woman looked familiar.
Of course, she hadn’t been able to recognise her at first because most of the photos that Chi Yan had shown her before only showed the side of Wen Shiyu.
So it was normal that she didn’t recognise her.
Feng Shenye looked at Lu Yunxin’s changing face and wrinkled his brow as he asked, “What are you doing here?”
His cold voice was completely different from his attitude just now.
Lu Yunxin’s face stiffened, and the hands hanging at her side were clenched and unclenched, repeated several times before she could suppress the grief inside.
“I’ve come to bring you breakfast, it’s a tonic I had stewed specially, it’s very effective for wound recovery.”
She softened her voice and tried to look as virtuous as possible.