When Li Qiwei and the other three emerged from the room, their laughter rang out bright and clear, their spirits soaring.
By then, Hong'er and Wang Luyao had returned, and before long, Li San came back as well.
Li Qiwei had Li San take He Yujie and the other two to move their luggage and belongings into the rented house, so they could get settled as quickly as possible.
After Li San and the others left, before he could even rest, Wang Luyao came over, took his hand, and led him and Hong'er back into the study.
Li Qiwei had no idea what was going on. Is this what I think it is? But it's still broad daylight. Isn't that a little inappropriate?
His sweet dream was quickly shattered. Wang Luyao pulled Hong'er over to sit beside her and said to Li Qiwei, "Brother Qiwei, I think you've been treating Hong'er very badly."
"Huh?" Li Qiwei was dumbfounded. When have I ever bullied Hong'er? Every night when I sleep, I recite Maxwell's Equations in silence. I wouldn't dare cross the line even half a step.
"Luyao, why would you say that? I've never treated Hong'er as a maid. How could I possibly treat her badly?"
Wang Luyao pursed her little lips. "Then why haven't you given her a proper name even now? Calling her Hong'er, Hong'er—it sounds awful."
Li Qiwei was instantly left speechless. He truly had never considered it. Since transmigrating here, his mind had been filled with grand plans, and he had never paid attention to Hong'er's feelings.
So he looked at Hong'er and asked gently, "I'm sorry, Hong'er. I've been too busy these past few days. You don't blame me, do you?"
Hong'er no longer had her usual lively manner. She lowered her head shyly, her voice