Chapter: 5369
At this moment, on the top of Jinling's Purple Gold Hill.
Lin Wan Er had already finished her bath and makeup early in the morning, sitting alone in the courtyard, opening the door, and appreciating the misty morning scenery of Purple Gold Hill while brewing a pot of Pu'er tea with a gentle fire.
After experiencing Leaf Chen at the Tomb of the Ancient Temple last time, Lin Wan Er didn't go out again for two days, not even to this top-floor pavilion in Purple Gold Hill.
Auntie brought up a wooden basket, seeing that the courtyard door was open, and asked somewhat surprised: "Miss Lin, what are you doing so early today?"
Lin Wan Er nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and opened her mouth: "I'm used to getting up early every day. It's just that I didn't start brewing tea so early before."
Auntie placed the basket in front of Lin Wan Er, kneeling down beside her, and opened it. Inside were some incredibly delicate tea snacks.
Auntie lifted a plate with the tea snacks and carefully placed it next to Lin Wan Er's teapot, bowing respectfully: "Miss Lin, this is the Chen Pi Pu'er cake that you mentioned yesterday. Our family's pastry chef has never made one before, but tried it for the first time following your method. I don't know if it suits your taste, please try."
Lin Wan Er nodded slightly, grasping a piece with her long white hands, placing her other hand in the shape of a coin on her lips, and took a small bite.
The aunt beside her looked somewhat nervous at Lin Wan Er, not knowing whether this enigmatic young lady liked it or not.
Lin Wan Er took a small bite, her good-looking brows slightly furrowed, and then gradually relaxed. The aunt beside her looked on, feeling a sigh: "Miss Lin really has a national beauty, but when she smiles, it's as if she's making my heart feel at peace, even though she's only 17 or 18 years old. If I wait another two-three years, who knows how beautiful she'll be..."
At this time, Lin Wan Er put the Chen Pi Pu'er cake aside and lifted her tea cup to take a sip, smiling at the aunt: "It's quite good, roughly the flavor I was looking for, but the tea leaves are still slightly off."
The aunt was secretly surprised and couldn't help laughing: "Miss Lin, this is already the best Pu'er tea my family can buy."
"Yes," Lin Wan Er smiled. "This tea is indeed not bad, but it's still a bit different from mine... But that's okay, I'm already thrilled to have achieved this level of flavor, thank you aunt and the pastry chef."
Lin Wan Er's words left the aunt in shock.
She had known Lin Wan Er for several days, but during these days, she had never heard Lin Wan Er say "thank you" to her before.
Not only that, even if her own family had done so much for Lin Wan Er, and even given her the entire Zijinshan Villa, she had never seen Lin Wan Er express gratitude or utter a single word of thanks.
Sometimes, the aunt would have some opinions about Lin Wan Er. She thought that at such a young age, Lin Wan Er looked as if she knew books and was knowledgeable like a young lady, but in reality, she was extremely proud and lacked etiquette, treating others with condescension.
Her own family's patriarch had already reached his 90s and still worked tirelessly for Lin Wan Er, being overly courteous, but Lin Wan Er never showed the respect that was due.
But at this moment, the aunt felt puzzled. She thought to herself: "My family has done so much for her, tens of billions even cannot buy a unique villa, and she's never said thank you, but today she's grateful for the Chen Pi Pu'er cake and thanks me and the pastry chef... I don't know what kind of world view this Miss Lin has."
Just as Aunt Shen was puzzled, she heard Mr. Qi's voice coming from outside the door, his breathing labored but with an air of excitement: "Miss! Old Zhang has arrived!"
Lin Wan Er raised her eyebrows slightly and looked towards the main door.
A moment later, Qi and Sun came in together, accompanied by an elderly man, who was being supported by the two men as they walked into the room.
The old man who had come with Qi and Sun was none other than the old man who had been by Lin Wan Er's side throughout her time in Northern Europe.
As soon as the old man saw Lin Wan Er, he took a step forward, his eyes shining with excitement, tremblingly knelt down before her, saying humbly: "Miss, I'm late. Please forgive me!"
Lin Wan Er smiled faintly and lifted her hand dismissively, speaking softly: "Get up. You're not late. There's no need to apologize excessively." JrNovels.com