"Butler Lin, you can leave now," Lu Fengxuan said as she picked up the small silver spoon and scooped up a mouthful of pudding.
The pudding was silky smooth, with the taste of caramel blending in, just sweet enough—a truly delightful afternoon tea dessert.
Butler Lin, unable to see through her, nodded in agreement and turned to leave.
A few minutes later, Lu Fengxuan finished her portion of pudding and leisurely set down her spoon.
She took out a few tissues from the box beside her to wipe her mouth, then her hands.
After she had done all this, she picked up her phone, her pretty little face lighting up with a quiet smile and her eyes shining with anticipation.
She sent out a video call, but the person on the other end didn't answer.
Lu Fengxuan's smile grew wider. She hung up the video call and began tapping and typing on the screen, sending a message.
[Suddenly not answering a video call? Is there something fishy?]
