Time always passes very slowly when you’re waiting.
In the private room, the atmosphere was silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Just when Qin Jinhao was getting impatient and about to give up, Mu Qingge suddenly spoke up.
"Alright." Mu Qingge smiled, a smile full of charm and defiance. Seeing it made Qin Jinhao’s heart stop, as if he was drawn into that smile, unable to pull away.
...
On the third day after Mu Qingge returned to Luodu, it was her coming-of-age ceremony.
At dawn, the whole Mu Mansion was bustling. Everyone was out and about, decorating the place with bright lanterns, cleaning the family temple, and preparing everything needed for her ceremony.
The offerings were already placed on red wooden trays, arranged neatly.
The guests invited to the banquet began to arrive at the Mu Mansion one after another.
Mu Qingge was dragged out of bed by two maids early in the morning to put on the white gauze robe required for the ceremony. The wide robe covered Mu Qingge, concealing her form, yet it did not diminish her poise.
Her long hair was tied up into a bun, but no crown or hairpin was inserted.
The two maids looked at the mirror reflecting her stark white yet breathtaking silhouette, unable to hide their awe.
"I never thought the young Lord would be so unforgettable and stunning even without wearing red," Hua Yue said, staring daintily at Mu Qingge in the mirror.
"What’s with the way you talk? The young Lord is unparalleled in beauty. Any clothing on her is just an accessory," You He said with a laugh, covering her mouth.
"Mu Qingge! Get out here!" Suddenly, an angry yell was heard from outside the yard. The voice approached quickly and reached the door.
The tightly closed door was kicked open, and a round figure rolled right in.
"Mu Qingge you...!" The figure finally steadied itself, pointing with a chubby finger at Mu Qingge but was stunned silent by the scene before him.
He stared dumbstruck at the person holding two maids, looking at the scene before him. His plump face twitched, and he chuckled awkwardly, "Hehe, carry on, I’ll come back later."
After speaking, he tried to leave quietly.
However, just as he turned around, Mu Qingge’s cold voice rang out, "Fatty, where do you think you’re going?"
Shao Fatty’s plump body shivered. With a stiff neck, he forced himself to turn around and face Mu Qingge, who had an enigmatic smile. His previous anger turned into an awkward attempt to please, "Hey, boss. I didn’t realize you were... um, I’ll just step outside, I’ll step outside. Once you’re done, we can chat!"

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