This was a comfortable waiting room.
Fine wooden furniture, a thick qilin-fur carpet, warm-colored deep-sea lamps set inside columns of water, and a row of bookshelves filled with popular story picture books from home and abroad.
Jiang Han sat on the long sofa, holding a white porcelain teacup embossed with gold, craning her neck curiously to look around the waiting room.
She wore a black-and-blue sleeveless, knee-length suspender dress, layered over a chiffon off-the-shoulder blouse with princess sleeves—a look that was both Lolita and elegantly casual.
Her slender legs, wrapped in gold-printed stretch tights, occasionally drew together, while the heels of her round-toed dress shoes tapped against each other from time to time, betraying a touch of liveliness.
So this is what an appointment feels like? She tilted her head curiously.
Click.
A soft sound came from the door. It opened, and a Night Watcher in a black dress and white socks entered. She straightened her back and spoke in an especially stylish accent and manner:
"Miss, I hope the refreshments suited your taste... Mm? You finished all of them?"
Her gaze fell upon the empty plates and the tea stand on the table. She raised an eyebrow, and her sweet features took on a somewhat conflicted expression.
"They were very delicious." Jiang Han gave her a sweet smile.
But the Night Watcher merely frowned slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she swiftly said:
"Lady Ludwig is waiting for you."
Oh! Anjie had time for her now! Jiang Han swiftly glanced at her teacup. There was still more than half a cup left, so she decisively drained it in one gulp, set the cup on the table, and happily bounced to her feet.
"I can see her now?"
She covered her chest with one hand and wore a polite, radiant