Taking one last, frustrated gulp from the glass in his hand, Han Ke Ming released a deep breath, finally loosening his tight grip on the glass as he lowered it. From his vantage point, he could see the entire Qui estate bustling with activity. Maids scurried across the manicured lawns, tending to the gardens with practiced ease.
But it wasn't the usual flurry of activity that caught his eye, it was a particular female kneeling carefully amongst the potted orchid lining the windowsill with pair of long-handled pruning shears in her hand, while the other maids blended seamlessly in the background and looked professional as always, Han Ke Ming could not help but noticed how Xiuying stood out in the crisp black uniform that represented the Qui's family
