Beiming Han took a sip of tea; it was blended by Bai Jingqing and had stomach-soothing effects.
Guan Yue was already accustomed to his silence. She said, "By the way, this weekend is Beiming Yu and Miss Rong's engagement party. Ah Han, have you prepared your outfit yet? Let me know the style when you do, so I can order mine too."
"These things are done by the servants." Beiming Han replied indifferently.
"This time, let me help you prepare! After all, I'm your date, and our outfits should match." Guan Yue spoke with enthusiasm.
"I'm going back to my room." Beiming Han did not respond, standing up and leaving the living room.
Guan Yue didn't mind his coldness, got up, and went to the kitchen, urging the staff to hurry up with the food.
Walking out of the kitchen, she looked at the palatial house, feeling confident that one day she would be the mistress here.
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