Miao Yue asked Jing Ping for the hundredth time: [My blade is sharp: Well, well? Has he come out yet?!]
Jing Ping maintained the composure expected of a butler earning ten million a year: [The world's most perfect butler: No, young miss.]
Miao Yue had stayed at the Lin Family Zhu Residence a few times and kept in touch with Jing Ping. Upon learning that Lin Hanzhi would be bringing Qi Gu home tonight, she had come up with a few little plans to help their relationship along and get them to interact more.
So she had deliberately, wickedly instructed Jing Ping to replace all the toiletries with ones labeled in a language so obscure that few people in all of Huaguo knew it, without adding any sticky notes in Chinese. She hoped this would make Qi Gu take the initiative to ask Lin Hanzhi about them, giving them more chances to interact.
But although Jing Ping had someone keep watch downstairs for ages, Qi Gu never came out again. Instead, the lights in his room had dimmed considerably, as though he was about to go to bed.
After some thought, he messaged Miao Yue: [The world's most perfect butler: Young miss, Mr. Qi seems to be preparing for bed.]
Miao Yue was indignant: [Damn it, my plan was clearly foolproof. Does he actually know that obscure language? Forget it, get some rest! (Red packet)]
Brilliant. He was simply too brilliant.
Miao Yue thought Qi Gu was so amazing that Lin Hanzhi hardly deserved him!
Lin Hanzhi was hopeless and didn't know how to pursue someone, so she would have to do more thinking on his behalf, like a eunuch fretting more than the emperor himself! She had quickly found her own niche in this endeavor.
Lin Hanzhi listened