Her gaze fell on Fang Yuan's face, scrutinizing him.
Seeing that he merely accepted the padded coat calmly, without doing as she had expected—
Seizing the chance to sidle closer and inquire about Miss's preferences, or fawningly express his gratitude, Qin Yue's taut nerves eased slightly.
At least he knows his place. A trace of barely perceptible satisfaction flickered through her eyes.
What she feared most was young men like this, who knew neither heaven's height nor earth's depth and developed improper ambitions to cling to Miss.
Seeing that Fang Yuan was respectful without overstepping, she felt her warning had achieved its purpose.
She turned around, lifting her fair neck like a proud little peacock, and returned briskly to the ornate carriage. Lifting the curtain, she ducked inside.
Holding the soft padded coat, Fang Yuan was somewhat baffled. A woman's heart was like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
This Qin Yue was hot and cold toward him! Satisfied one moment, impatient the next!
Zhang Shun immediately sidled over, his face piled with an envious yet slightly fawning smile:
"Brother Fang, you're quite capable! It's only been a few days, and the Third Master has personally rewarded you with clothing!
"If you can win Miss's favor, you'll rise straight to the clouds in the future—that would be a tremendous stroke of fortune!"
He carefully examined Fang Yuan's handsome profile and chuckled. "But then again, Brother Fang, with looks like yours, you really are the sort women easily take a liking to."
Although the surrounding hands did not dare crowd around as Zhang Shun had,
Whispers and furtive glances kept drifting his way, full of curiosity, envy, and perhaps a trace of imperceptible jealousy.
Clearly, in many people's eyes, the Third Master personally rewarding him with clothing carried no