But what should she do to enrich the day? Ye Xiaotao looked at the large flowerbed outside the French window. She waved her hand to summon the servants. “Come here for a moment, guys.”
The servants were puzzled. “Us?”
“Yes, I’m calling for you. Come here quickly,” Ye Xiaotao said with a smile.
Half an hour later, many flowers were added to the coffee table in the living room. Red roses, yellow chrysanthemums, white dandelions… Ye Xiaotao sat on the carpet and fiddled with the flowers.
“Young madam, this is the vase you asked for.”
“Yeah, thank you.”
The maid saw Ye Xiaotao’s fair and soft hands holding scissors to trim the stems of the flowers, and then skillfully put all kinds of flowers together in the vase. The maid exclaimed in admiration and envy, “Young madam, have you learned how to arrange flowers? They’re really beautiful.”
Ye Xiaotao closed her eyes and sniffed the fragrance of the flowers. The girl’s sweet face was even more delicate than the flowers. “Yes, I’ve learned a little…”
Although she was lively and cheerful, she was a real socialite. Not only did she learn music, chess, calligraphy, and painting when she was young, but also upper-class interests such as flower arrangement. Her father had specially hired a teacher from abroad to teach her.
Ye Xiaotao held the two vases in her arms. “Let’s go upstairs.”
Upstairs?
The servants quickly followed.
Ye Xiaotao opened Leng Mu’s door. Leng Mu was still in a coma. The curtains were tightly shut, and the smell of disinfectant filled the air. It was very cold.
“Go open the window to let in some air… You can change father’s bedsheets and bedspreads. These white sheets are too ugly. This is home, not a hospital… and this carpet is no good either…”
Ye Xiaotao placed the vase on the bed cabinet and ordered the maid.
“Young madam,” the maid hesitated, “Are you going to renovate this place? But this was arranged by the young master. We need to ask the young master for permission…”
“I know.” Ye Xiaotao was in a good mood. She hummed a tune and glanced at the maid. She said sweetly, “Isn’t the young master my husband? I’ll let my husband know tonight. My husband will definitely listen to me.”
The servant’s heart softened when she saw Ye Xiaotao’s sweet and charming face. This girl was too delicate. No one could refuse her requests.
“Okay, we’ll listen to young madam.”
The servants began to act according to her instructions. The curtains were opened and fresh air poured in from outside. The sunlight was shining everywhere. Ye Xiaotao sat by the bed and looked at Leng Mu lying on the bed with her chin in her hand. She said to herself, “Father, when will you wake up? It’s so boring for Xiaotao to be alone at home. If you wake up, we can… dance hip-hop together. It’s just a game on the computer. It’s very simple. I’m already at the highest level. I’ll teach you how to play.”
As she spoke, Ye Xiaotao furrowed her brows, “Sister Leng isn’t at home. She’s always with General Zhou. She doesn’t even bring me along. And that stinky and hard rock. Oh, sorry father, do you mind if I call your son a stinky rock? I’ll take it that you don’t mind if you don’t say anything. That stinky rock also left me alone here. I’m so bored.”
“Father, are you bored? We’re both bored. How about this, I’ll tell you… a story, a 365-night story, a Grimm’s fairy tale. Father, which one do you prefer?”
Ye Xiaotao’s black eyes lit up. She made the decision. “Father, I’ll tell you a 365-night story. First, I’ll tell you… about Cinderella. Hehehe…”
Thus, the maids who were tidying up the room heard the young madam’s clear and pleasant voice as she told the story of Cinderella. The maids covered their mouths and snickered.
Their master was the leader of the Leng family, who was famous in Hong Kong. Was the young madam unaware of his status? She was telling a fairytale story to a mafia boss?
The maids took another look at Ye Xiaotao. This villa had always been cold and cheerless. Young master, Miss Leng, and General Zhou all had very cold personalities. Now that the young madam had arrived, it felt like a beautiful bird had entered the house. The little bird liked to tweet. The servants felt like spring had arrived.
…
At night.
The servants heard the sound of the villa’s door opening in the kitchen and quickly ran out. They saw a dim yellow light at the entrance. A tall and straight figure stood there. The man was changing his shoes.
The servant quickly went up to greet him. “Young master, welcome back.”
“Mmm.” Leng Hao walked into the living room. He handed the briefcase in his hand to the servant and then raised his hand to pull the tie on his neck. The man was six feet tall. He walked against the light and cast a large silhouette. He spread his long legs and went straight upstairs.
“Young master, I’ll warm your dinner…”
“No need, I’ve eaten.”
Leng Hao went upstairs and opened Leng Mu’s room. It was a habit. He would check on his father’s situation as soon as he came back.
After entering the room, Leng Hao keenly noticed the changes in the room. The white color had been changed into a warm and elegant color, from the carpet to the curtains to the bedsheets. There were also two porcelain vases on the bed cabinet. The flowers inside were charming under the dim yellow light. It was as if there was still dew on them and the air was fragrant.
He frowned. “What’s going on?”
The servant quickly explained, “Young master, young madam asked us to make the switch earlier today.”
Leng Hao pursed his thin lips and did not say anything.
“Young master, I told young madam that we need to ask you first, but young madam said that young master is her husband. so when she tells you about this tonight, you’ll agree to it.”
Leng Hao was silent for a few seconds, and then he snorted.
The servant did not know whether he was snorting or laughing. The man’s handsome face was hidden in the darkness, and only his three-dimensional exquisite outline could be seen.
“Young madam has been at home all day?”
“Yes.” The servant nodded. Thinking of the young madam, a smile appeared on the servant’s face. “Young madam has been telling stories to the master today, fairytale stories.”
If the man was expressionless, his expression was obvious now because he frowned. “Fairytales?”
“Yes, the young madam told about Cinderella, Snow White…”
Before the servant could finish, the man turned around and left.
…
Leng Hao pushed open the study room door. He sat on the office chair and leaned his handsome back against the chair. He raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows. He closed his eyes tiredly.
Recently, Zhiyuan and the Leng family had been in trouble one after another. He had just broken up with Bai Lingyun and married Ye Xiaotao. This series of events had happened too quickly. He felt exhausted.
Two minutes later, he opened his eyes. The blood vessels in his eyes were obvious. He reached out to open the notebook. He still had many things to take care of…
He bent over and opened the drawer on his right. He was looking for a document, but the drawer was empty. He suddenly remembered that the document was in the master bedroom.
The master bedroom used to be his room. Later, when Ye Xiaotao came, it somehow became her room. And he had to sleep in the guest room.
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