Leng Youlan looked at the two before her, thinking to herself, “The fish are hooked.”
In front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, Leng Youlan, Eugène, and Dali sat together. Three cups of steaming milk sat on the table before them.
Eugène and Dali thought they had definitely gained more than Liffanya – exclusive information about the mysterious master! But the drinks before them didn’t seem to please them.
Leng Youlan saw the two looking as if they had a grudge against the milk, feeling immensely satisfied.
Girls like them were used to coffee and naturally had no good impression of milk.
“Don’t you like milk? I can change it to coffee, but my brother says drinking coffee will darken a woman’s skin and accelerate aging,” Leng Youlan said calmly.
“Your brother likes women to drink milk?” Eugène asked, her fiery temper evident.
“Yes!” Leng Youlan thought to herself, “As if!” Lei Tianyi probably wouldn’t care what women drink. But she was an exception.
“What else does your brother like?” Dali asked happily, believing that the more she knew, the better her chances. She had fallen in love with the mysterious master at first sight.
She had been quite dissatisfied with her father’s request to come to this castle as a maid. But when she saw the other two forced to come, she knew the castle’s master was extraordinary. Especially when she saw his beautiful appearance, she swore she had never seen a more handsome man.
However, she had only seen him once when she first arrived, and afterward, the mysterious man had left the villa and never appeared again.
Now that his sister was here, she was determined to make the most of this opportunity. Dali believed the other two had the same idea.
“Yes! Miss, tell us quickly!” Eugène urged.
Leng Youlan quickly shook off those uncomfortable thoughts. Looking at the two women’s expectant faces, she calmly said, “My brother likes gentle and virtuous women, especially those who are good at tending to flowers and plants.”
“Likes women who are good at tending to flowers and plants?”
“Yes!” The two’s simultaneous question made Leng Youlan’s heart bloom. However, on the surface, she remained perfectly calm. “What’s wrong with you two? You look like you’ve been greatly discouraged. Can’t you tend to flowers and plants?”
