Runxi Residence; Room 5201
The afternoon sunlight pierced through the floor-to-ceiling window, slicing the spacious living room into sharply defined blocks of light and shadow.
Shen Yuyan wore a soft white shirt, her long hair casually twisted up at the back of her head with a hairpin.
She took a sip of lemon water and looked around.
A large genuine leather sofa, a warm wool throw blanket with tassels. On the coffee table, freshly replaced white roses and eucalyptus leaves stretched their branches in a vase, with several documents she had not yet had time to finish scattered beside them.
The entire space had finally turned from a house into a home.
Everywhere was touched by traces of her life.
That feeling of being the mistress of the house made her so comfortable she wanted to hum.
She set down her glass, crouched, and used a box cutter to slice open the last delivery carton on the floor.
She took out the beautifully wrapped gift box inside, held it in her arms, turned, and walked toward the depths of the corridor.
She pushed open a door.
This had originally been the second bedroom and study, but over the past two days, she had completely transformed it into the layout of a private office.
Shen Yuyan walked up to a display shelf that had been specially cleared out and gently placed the gift box in her hands on it.
At that moment, several beautifully wrapped gift boxes of various sizes were already arranged neatly on the shelf.
Just then.
"Ding ding ding~"
The phone in her pocket suddenly rang. It was a WeChat video call invitation.
[Silly Qing]
Shen Yuyan let out a soft laugh and swiped to answer.
The screen flashed, and Xu Qing's face immediately shoved itself into view,