"Hello, Miss Yuan, I'm the housekeeper here. You can call me Edward," he introduces himself in broken Chinese.
Yuanya suddenly coughed, which was an effort to disguise her laughter.
The way foreigners spoke Chinese was just too adorable.
Yuanya managed to control her expression and tell him in fluent English, "Mr. Edward, we can communicate like this."
"wooooo~" Edward exclaims with surprise, responding in standard English, "Miss Yuan has a great feel for language!"
Yuanya, always known as a top student from a young age, naturally has an impressive command of English.
Edward pointed to a gift box at his feet, "This is a set of oil painting tools prepared for you by the young master. Please feel free to create, beautiful Miss Painter!"
Yuanya didn't respond because her eyes were glued to the gift box.
Did Lan Xiu actually anticipate everything for her?
He knew she would like this place, knew she would be tempted, incapable of resisting the urge to paint.
