Wen Congrui had just finished his lunch and left. Miss Wufu let out a long sigh of relief. Eating this midday meal with the young master had nearly suffocated her, as he didn't utter a single word.
Hardly had Wufu returned to her own workshop when Shopkeeper Lin followed her in, examining her from head to toe.
"What's the matter?" Wufu touched her face in confusion. Did she have some rice stuck to it?
Shopkeeper Lin, with a beaming smile, said, "The young master has just ordered this old man to meet any requests you might have, Miss, without question."
It was truly peculiar. The Fourth Young Master was known to look mild-mannered but in fact kept people at a distance. Why then did he seem to favor Wufu, even instructing him to take special care of her?
Wufu responded with an "Oh," seemingly indifferent, "I will make any requests if I have them. Also, Shopkeeper Lin, I will be accompanying my mother to a wedding feast tomorrow, so I won't be coming over."
