'As long as it isn't me or Zhiqiu, it's not a problem.'
Mrs. Shen hadn't planned on having her niece's servants send things to her son. Seeing Cui Lingyao behave with such propriety and understand the need to avoid suspicion, she was even more gratified. She reached out, tapped the space between her brows, and smiled. "My dear, you're truly a young lady now."
'She's become so much more sensible.'
Cui Lingyao: "..."
She touched her forehead. Thinking of everything the body's original owner had done left a strange taste in her mouth.
Mrs. Shen only ate two pieces of the pastry; Nanny Qian sent the rest to the study in the front courtyard.
It was placed on Shen Tingyu's desk.
This was the second time Shen Tingyu had received Lotus Cake from the kitchen of the small courtyard.
The first time, he hadn't even glanced at it.
This time, however, he lifted the lid of the food box after Nanny Qian had left.
The pastries inside were shaped like lotuses, pink and tender-looking.
