Chapter 152 This old servant is late!

Zhao Fang led the people from the Company away.

Ling Yue and Song Xinyao watched the shuttle bus drive away.

"Oh my god!" Song Xinyao grabbed at the air with both hands and turned to rush into the house. "When I first arrived, I thought I'd walked into the Humble Administrator's Garden.

You didn't tell me your home in Hangzhou was a garden! It's too beautiful~ If I'd known, I would have come back with you last time.

In my lifetime, I, Nicholas Song Xinyao, have finally become a winner in life who gets to live in a garden thanks to my best friend!

This rockery, this flowing water, this little lake, these little fish! Just now when I arrived, I noticed the public gardens on the way were also done up so beautifully~"

Song Xinyao chattered on endlessly.

She even clenched her fist to use as a microphone and shoved it in front of Ling Yue's mouth. "Excuse me, do you have any worries living here?"

Ling Yue rolled her eyes at her. "Stop acting like that."

"I've never seen anything like this before." Song Xinyao walked while taking out her phone and opening the camera.

Very good, she was very adaptable and had already started taking selfies.

"Did you bring your luggage?" Ling Yue asked, annoyed.

Song Xinyao pouted at the camera. "No. When I came, I didn't know you were going to make me stay."

"Then have Aunt Jiang send your luggage over as soon as possible, especially your work tools." Ling Yue crossed her arms. "You really think you can just slack off every day after coming here?"

"By the way, you haven't told me what my monthly work duties are yet?" Song Xinyao trotted to catch up.

Ling Yue glared at her. "You finally remembered that you came here to work."

"Hee hee hee."

Ling Yue returned to the living room and stood in the draft to cool off. "You need to produce at least four patterns a month, and when you have time, embroider some handkerchiefs, pouches, or sachets for me."

Song Xinyao tossed her non-existent bangs. "Simple, I can do that. I have about a hundred drafts right now!"

"Oh? Let me see." Ling Yue smirked.

Song Xinyao suddenly felt a bit uneasy. "You want to see them today? We're entering work mode this quickly?"

"Hurry up!" Ling Yue urged her.

Song Xinyao dawdled as she took her tablet out of her backpack.

She emphasized, "In order to be able to slack off happily once in a while, I stayed up all night for twenty whole days! That's how much effort I put into these!"

Ling Yue walked toward the tea room, and Song Xinyao followed closely behind.

"Brew her a cup of tea," she said to Wang Junqi.

Wang Junqi followed into the tea room and fiddled with the tea set.

Ling Yue began to check them seriously. "This one is okay, this one won't do, this one needs changes. What is this? This is ridiculous!"

After deleting and trimming, only 40 images were left, barely meeting Ling Yue's standards.

More than half were rejected!

Song Xinyao looked at the tablet being handed back and felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"No, my backlog is seriously insufficient. I'm starting to panic. My slacking off will no longer be happy."

Ling Yue picked up her teacup and tapped it against the cup beside Song Xinyao. "Drink some tea to calm your breath. I told you, I'm very strict."

Looking at the tea in front of her, a thought flashed through Song Xinyao's mind: No wonder she brought her to the tea room; tea can clear heat!

Song Xinyao picked up the tea and downed it in one gulp. "It's okay. A new place will bring new inspiration. Living in such a beautiful house every day, I'll definitely be in a great mood. Maybe I'll be able to create even better designs!"

That's how high-energy people are; they can't stay depressed for more than five seconds.

"What are we eating for dinner tonight?" Song Xinyao switched the subject quickly and naturally just like that.

Ling Yue had just said she'd booked a hotel room and a restaurant, and she had been drooling over it. But since she was being kept here, she would definitely miss out on the big meal.

Ling Yue looked at Wang Junqi.

Wang Junqi, who had decided on the evening menu early in the morning, immediately recited the dishes: "Crystal salt-baked chicken, tea-smoked pork ribs, stir-fried clams with soy sauce, blanched broccoli. There is fresh sea urchin at the market today, so there will be small bowls of steamed egg with sea urchin. The dessert is almond tofu.

Luo Shanshan should be at the market shopping at this time. Shall I have her buy enough for two?"

Ling Yue: "That's fine."

Wang Junqi nodded and left.

"This is too awesome! The dinner is specially customized. I'm finally living the good life." Song Xinyao was acting crazy again.

Ling Yue finished the tea in her cup. "You, come with me to pick a room."

Song Xinyao also downed the tea in her cup in one gulp again and followed closely behind Ling Yue. "Am I not staying in the same room as you?"

"Bamboo Forest Residence has plenty of rooms," Ling Yue replied.

"So this place is called Bamboo Forest Residence. It's really quite elegant.

No wonder you have to wear a cheongsam; that vibe really comes through. Every step is a scene that's worth taking photos of. If it were me, 2TB of phone storage wouldn't be enough." Song Xinyao started fantasizing.

While going upstairs, she would sigh at the gorgeous window views one moment, and praise how cold the air conditioning was the next.

She was quite good at picking, choosing a room that just happened to overlook the small garden.

At dusk, one could see the sunset glow and the red sun sinking in the west through the room's huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Wow, this bed is so comfortable!" She walked around the room twice and sighed sincerely, "From now on, I'll put my embroidery frame right here by the floor-to-ceiling window.

The bathroom is so spacious, and what a high-end toilet! A happy pooping room!

The walk-in closet is big enough too, just right for my embroidery tools.

It's really so much better than my doghouse.

Where is your room?"

Ling Yue led her to the second floor.

Song Xinyao let out an even louder gasp of surprise.

In the end, she knelt in the walk-in closet.

It was packed full of clothes and bags.

Opening any drawer revealed top-tier luxury skincare and cosmetics.

Pulling open a rotating cabinet revealed gold and jewelry.

Glancing at the display stand revealed various top-tier luxury watches and diamond rings as big as pigeon eggs.

Good heavens, did that colorful, diamond-encrusted watch want to blind her?

No one could refuse such a walk-in closet.

In this situation.

Song Xinyao tugged on Ling Yue's sleeve and said sincerely, "This old servant has arrived late!"

Ling Yue's expression at this moment: [Foreign kid speechless.jpg]

"While your clothes haven't been sent over yet, just wear mine." Anyway, they were about the same size, and they used to swap clothes often back in college.

"Are you really sure?" Song Xinyao was so excited she stomped her feet.

Ouch, I have goosebumps.

Ling Yue licked her teeth. "Try talking like that again and see what happens."

Song Xinyao turned and entered the walk-in closet. "I'll accept this one, and I'll accept this one too. This one, this one, this one—I'll accept them all! Wahahahaha!"

"Laugh my ass off. Once your clothes arrive, you have to return all of these to me." Seeing Song Xinyao looking so happy, Ling Yue wanted to roast her a little.

Unfortunately, the person in question had thick skin.

"It doesn't matter, at least I once possessed them."

"Look at you acting like that!" Ling Yue didn't know what to say to her.