In the living room of the Lin family villa, the servants stood in a row, bowing on both sides.
"Hello, Master, Young Madam, Second Young Master," came the synchronized greeting.
Xiaolu muttered to herself, "My God, does Lin Yuanxiang always make such a grand entrance every time he comes home? It feels like 'the emperor has arrived.'"
Xiaolu kindly waved to the servants, but their faces maintained the habitual smiles, and there was no special reaction to Xiaolu's greeting.
Lin Yuanxiang sat on the sofa, nodded at Xiaolu, and she carefully sat on the single leather sofa beside him. Tianhao, on the other hand, casually sat across from her, his charming eyes smiling as if he wanted to see her make a fool of herself.
"This is our soon-to-be Young Madam. She will live with us from now on. When Tianchen wakes up, we will hold a formal wedding for them. However, you must take good care of the Young Madam and show her the utmost respect."
"Yes, Master."
"Good. Except for Wen, the rest of you can leave and prepare dinner."
"Yes, Master."
"Wen, come here. From now on, take care of the Young Madam's daily life."
"Yes, Master."
Xiaolu scrutinized this young girl. It seemed that she was around the same age as herself, with a cute baby face, fair skin, and big eyes. However, there seemed to be a few freckles on her cheeks, adding a touch of playfulness and cuteness.
"Young Madam, hello. I'm Wen. You can instruct me if you have anything in the future." Wen greeted Xiaolu respectfully.
"Wen, hello. Just call me Xiaolu. I'm 20 years old. How old are you?"
"I'm 19 years old, Young Madam."
"Great! Then you can call me sister."
Tianhao burst into laughter, and Xiaolu, seeing his strange expression, knew she must have said something wrong. Indeed, Lin Yuanxiang's face didn't look too good.
Nervously, Wen waved her hand and said, "Young Madam, how dare I, with my status, call you my sister! Please call me Wen, and I will address you as Young Madam."
Xiaolu could only grin, feeling a bit depressed. "The aristocratic families are indeed deep as the ocean. Even the way of addressing is so particular. Seeing Lin Yuanxiang's awkward face, I really need to be careful in the future."
"Okay, Wen, you take Young Madam to her room."
"Yes, Master."
"You... go and check the room they prepared. If it's not satisfactory, you can change it." Lin Yuanxiang felt awkward, not knowing how to address this girl.
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Lin." Xiaolu cautiously followed Wen and went up the spiral staircase.
"Dad, I'm going back to my room." Tianhao didn't want to face his dad and stood up, ready to slip away.
"Wait, I heard that you have a dog in the office. It's not proper. You better get rid of it quickly. If I see it, hmph..."
"If you see it, you can eat it." Lin Tianhao nonchalantly went upstairs. If it weren't for his big brother's accident, he wouldn't be back home at all.
"Wow, such a beautiful room." Xiaolu looked at the suite with an area of over 100 square meters and couldn't help but cheer.
Suppressing a smile, Wen introduced, "Young Madam, this is the bedroom, here is the bathroom, here is the cloakroom, this is the TV remote control, here is the refrigerator, and this is the wardrobe. Since I haven't seen you before, I don't know your clothes size. I've prepared a few nightgowns here. Tomorrow, I will help you put your clothes in the wardrobe."
"But I don't have any clothes." Before taking the bus, Xiaolu only brought a few changes of clothes. Later, after the car accident, she didn't know where her travel bag had gone.
"Well, I'll let Mrs. Qing prepare for you. You can tell me your usual clothing size and brand, and I'll have Mrs. Qing arrange for someone to buy them."
"I'll do it myself when I have time."
Wen smiled and stood by the door.
Xiaolu, looking at the lavender-colored walls, felt an indescribable liking. The spacious bed looked very comfortable, but the milky-white sheets seemed easy to get dirty. She was afraid that she would wrinkle or stain the sheets if she sat on it.
"Young Madam, are you tired? Would you like to rest for a while? I'll go check if dinner is ready. If it's good, I'll come up to invite you."
"Okay, thank you, Wen."
Seeing Wen leave the room, Xiaolu dove onto the bed. It was really comfortable, like a big cloud, the princess-like life began in this dreamy way.
Fang Xiaolu, you are so lucky!