After dinner, the housekeeper suddenly received a call from Secretary Wang, and learned that the master would be back tonight. As the leader of their CP fans, the housekeeper immediately informed Lin Yitong of the news.
Lin Yitang, who was slumped on the sofa, holding a plate of fruit and eating it with a relaxed look on his face, replied nonchalantly, "When will he be back?"
The housekeeper was so excited that he didn't notice her calm attitude for a moment. "It's probably around eleven o'clock."
Lin Yitang: “…” That’s okay, I’ve already fallen asleep.
But in order to prevent the housekeeper from thinking too much, Lin Yitang still ordered: "Prepare something for him to eat. I wonder if he has eaten since he came back so late."
The housekeeper's heart moved slightly, and he replied, "Okay, ma'am. I'll arrange it right away."
Lin Yitang thought that this was all she could do. She couldn't just pretend to be a submissive wife and wait for him here until eleven o'clock, right?
Fortunately, the housekeeper did not have such an idea. Instead, he was very touched by Lin Yitang's "understanding" and was delighted with the subtle details of the couple. He did not expect that Lin Yitang was just going through the motions. This was understandable. After all, there had never been a hostess in the manor. Usually, these things were arranged by the housekeeper. Today, there was someone who also cared about the master, and the housekeeper felt a little touched.
Wen Zeli sat in a low-key, luxurious black car, a document in his bony hands. Secretary Wang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned to him and said, "Mr. Wen, the manor has been notified of your return."
Wen Zeli said in a cold voice: "Yeah."
After a few seconds, he put down the documents in his hand and looked at his secretary with his dark eyes. Secretary Wang's face twitched, and he muttered to himself, "I can't afford to offend you." He turned his head back and looked straight ahead, staring at the trees on the roadside. Hmm... they are so lush!
Wen Zeli rubbed his brows and sighed softly. Normally, Secretary Wang would notify the manor of his return, a fact that had become a fixed rule, and he was never specifically informed. Perhaps today, it was because of that person at the manor?
Wen Zeli really didn't know how to explain to Wang Sheng what happened between him and Lin Yitong, so when faced with his subordinates' well-intentioned matchmaking, Wen Zeli could only accept it with a tired heart.
With a click, the car stopped steadily in the manor's parking lot. Wen Zeli rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing the silver watch on his wrist. It was already twelve o'clock in the morning. He said to Wang Sheng, "It's getting late. Let the driver take you home. Remember to give me the contract tomorrow morning."
Wang Sheng smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Wen."
The car started slowly again. Wen Zeli, carrying a briefcase and wearing a black suit, walked slowly towards the house. He almost blended into the night. The pale moonlight shone at his feet, as if no one could ever get close to him.
As Wen Zeli approached the door, he vaguely saw the dim lights coming from the courtyard. He walked into the house and found the housekeeper waiting by the door. He smiled at him and said, "Sir, you're back. Do you want me to prepare something to eat for you?"
Wen Zeli shouted: "Uncle Liu, don't bother."
The housekeeper smiled and said, "It's not a big deal. Madam specifically asked the kitchen to leave some for you."
Wen Zeli raised his eyebrows when he heard that, and a dark light flashed in his eyes. Based on his contact with her in recent days, that person didn't seem like someone who would do such a thing.
If Lin Yitang saw his expression here, she would definitely know that this extremely evil capitalist was plotting against her again, and she would definitely cry out in injustice, saying that this was all to prevent the housekeeper from getting suspicious. Unfortunately, she was not here now, so she could not stop Wen Zeli's speculation.
"Where is she?"
The butler's smile deepened, and he whispered softly, "It's too late, the lady has already gone to bed."
Wen Zeli noticed his quiet voice, clearly lowered for Lin Yitang's sake. A sudden thought occurred to him: It seems his new wife is faring much better here than he'd imagined. He also knew the butler. While seemingly respectful and gentle, he had been his father's right-hand man in the business world. Deep down, he wasn't someone prone to emotional outbursts, instead displaying a certain aloofness that was unique to their class. The last time he'd treated someone this attentively was when Wen Hangxing was in the room.
The housekeeper stood there and let him examine him. Wen Zeli withdrew his gaze, but his attention was attracted by a photo frame hanging on the wall in front of him: colorful paints were splashed on white paper, framed intact and hung in a prominent place in the living room.
"Where is the original Jiangshantu?"
The housekeeper praised her, saying, "This is a flower painting Madam painted herself. She was very pleased and asked me to frame it and hang it in the living room. I thought such vibrant flowers should be placed in the most conspicuous place, so I replaced the previous painting of mountains and rivers."
Wen Zeli appeared gentle, but in reality, he was a very proud man. He rarely questioned himself, but to be precise, the decisions he had made so far had all been correct, without any mistakes. But today, Wen Zeli had experienced a series of shocks, and now he couldn't help but doubt his own eyes: that colorful, sticky mass of paint was actually a flower? Moreover, he saw the look on the butler's face, waiting for his agreement, and Wen Zeli felt tired again.
He ignored the butler's gaze, but noticed a significant change in the living room. The curtains had been a soft apricot shade, accented with white tulle. The walls had been repainted, changing from their original, somewhat cold gray to an off-white with marbled patterns. A high-legged wooden table had been placed in the corner, upon which stood a bunch of fragrant lilies, which now emitted a delicate fragrance. The original, long, square black leather sofa had been replaced with a large, light yellow fabric sofa, and several round objects were placed nearby.
"Why do you have something like this in your home?" Wen Zeli's voice couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.
Noticing his gaze, the housekeeper stepped forward and explained, "This is the area where Madam often hangs out. This is the lazy sofa. Madam said that home is for relaxation, so it should be warmer, so..."
Wen Zeli looked at the newly renovated hall in front of him. The replacement of the previous dull furniture did indeed eliminate the coldness of the house in the past, and people could feel the warmth inside.
Wen Zeli suddenly said: "It seems that you are very satisfied with her." His words were not a question, but a statement with a tone full of affirmation.
The butler did not deny it, his expression remained gentle, as if he was answering but also sighing to himself: "Madam is a very warm person."
Warmth? Wen Zeli fell silent, then suddenly smiled. "This is indeed what the Wen family lacks." No wonder, anyone who can be used by the Wen family is not easy to deal with. Even the smiling old man who mows the garden all day long is far from being as friendly as he appears. But they are all willing to interact with Lin Yitang. It must be said that his wife really surprised him. He is looking forward to the future more and more.
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