Su Zhifei, who had changed his past, was also happy that his father's feelings had found a true belonging, so he naturally agreed to his request very readily.

Just after five o'clock, Ye Chen's pre-arranged wedding team has already tied up bouquets and is waiting downstairs in the Buckingham Palace Hotel.

At this moment, in Zijin Villa on the top of Zijin Mountain in Jinling.

Lin Wan'er had already washed and dressed early, and sat alone in the yard with the door open, enjoying the misty morning scenery of the Zijin Mountain while boiling a pot of Pu'er tea over a low heat.

With the experience of encountering Ye Chen in the basement of Tomson Yipin last time, Lin Wan'er didn't go out for the past two days, not even the top-floor courtyard of Zijin Villa.

Sister Xian came up with a wooden basket, and seeing Lin Wan'er's courtyard door was open, she asked in surprise, "Why did Miss Lin get up so early today?"

Lin Wan'er nodded slightly, smiled slightly, and said, "I usually wake up very early, but I don't start making tea so early in the past."

Sister Xian placed the basket in front of Lin Wan'er, half-kneeled in front of her, and opened the basket, which contained some very delicate refreshments.

Sister Xian picked up the plate containing the refreshments, carefully placed it beside Lin Waner's teapot, and said respectfully: "Miss Lin, this is the tangerine peel Pu'er cake you mentioned yesterday. The pastry chef at home has never made it before. According to your It�s the first time I tried the method, I don�t know if it suits your taste, you can try it.�

Lin Wan'er nodded, gently pinched a piece with her slender, fair fingers, put the fingers of her other hand together in the shape of an ingot under her lips, and took a small bite.

Sister Xian on the side looked at Lin Wan'er nervously, wondering if this unfathomable young lady liked it.

Lin Wan'er tasted lightly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then gradually relaxed.

Sister Xian watched from the side, and couldn't help sighing in her heart: "Miss Lin really has a beautiful appearance. Just seeing her brows stretched makes people feel refreshed unconsciously. She is only seventeen or eighteen years old and she has such beauty. After waiting for two or three years, I still don't know what it will look like to be beautiful..."

At this moment, Lin Wan'er put the tangerine peel and Pu'er crisps aside, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said to Sister Xian with a smile: "It's pretty good, it's probably the taste I want, but the tea leaves are still a little bit worse."

Sister Xian was secretly surprised, she couldn't help but smiled and said: "Miss Lin, this is already the best Pu'er tea that my husband can buy."

"Yes." Lin Wan'er smiled and said, "This tea is really good, but it's not as good as mine... But it doesn't matter, I'm already pleasantly surprised that I can achieve this kind of taste, thank you, sister Xian, also Sister Xiongxian thanked the pastry chef on my behalf."

Lin Wan'er's words made Sister Xian very surprised.

She has known Lin Wan'er for more than a few days, but these days, she has never heard Lin Wan'er say thank you to herself.

Don't talk about yourself, even if her husband has done so much for her, and even gave away the entire Zijin Villa, Lin Wan'er has never seen Lin Wan'er thank her. It seems that in her eyes, what her husband does for her is a matter of course. I will not be grateful, even a word of thanks is stingy.

Sometimes, Sister Xian also has some opinions on Lin Wan'er in her heart. She always feels that this girl is young, she looks educated and reasonable, like a lady of everyone, but in reality she is extremely arrogant and lacks etiquette. She was busy and attentive, but she never showed the respect she deserved.

However, at this moment, Sister Xian was very surprised again, and thought to herself: "Mr. has done so many for her, and the out-of-print other houses that are hard to buy for billions can be broadcasted to her, but she has never said thank you, but Today, because I made her the tangerine peel Pu'er cake that I wanted to eat, and thanked me and the pastry chef at the same time, I really don't know what Miss Lin's worldview is like."

Just when Sister Xian was puzzled, she heard the voice of her husband Qiu Yingshan from outside the door. His voice was panting but full of excitement and said: "Miss! Lao Zhang is here!"

Lin Wan'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the door with her beautiful eyes.

After a while, I saw Qiu Yingshan and Sun Zhidong walking in with an old man, supporting each other.

And the old man who came up with Qiu Yingshan and Sun Zhidong was the old man who had been with Lin Wan'er in Northern Europe back then.

Seeing Lin Wan'er, the old man took a step forward with difficulty concealing his excitement, knelt down in front of Lin Wan'er tremblingly, and said respectfully: "Miss, the old servant is late, please punish me!"

Lin Wan'er smiled calmly, raised her hand in the void, and said softly, "Get up, you're not too late, don't blame yourself too much."

The old man stood up slowly.

Sister Xian on the side was stunned.

The old man in front of him seemed to be about the same age as his husband, conservatively estimated to be around ninety years old, but at such an advanced age, he still had to kneel down to Lin Wan'er. How much respect did he have for Lin Wan'er in his heart? JrNovels.com