After Ye Tiao beca Shi i’s makeup teacher, she only punctually gave her three lessons a week.
Yet sotis Ye Tiao would also co over and take Shi i out to have fun—at least, that’s how it appeared to Aunt Chen.
But when Ye Tiao wasn’t around, Aunt Chen would beco afraid Shi i might develop so ailnt from being cooped up inside and would try all ans to get her to exercise.
Taking her for a run, planting flowers, or even cutting a few blooms for her to play with was the norm.
Suddenly, Xiao Xu knocked on the door, "Aunt Chen, Miss Bai is here."
Shi i’s attention shifted from the flower in her hand to the doorway.
Ever since Xiong Kaishuo’s incident, Bai Yuejie seed to have disappeared from Shi i’s world.
Without a trace.
Aunt Chen was overjoyed, saying, "Really, Miss Bai hasn’t visited for a long ti, and the young lady must miss her, right?"
Shi i, fiddling with the petals, looked up smilingly and said, "Yeah."
Without Bai Yuejie visiting her, she had beco bored.
It was just uncertain what kind of new drama Bai Yuejie would conjure after Xiong Kaishuo to entertain her.
Shi i let go of the flower and quickly trotted out with short steps.
Today, Bai Yuejie still donned a pristine, fairy-like white long dress, paired with a cashre coat.
As the weather was turning cooler, Bai Yuejie, being frailer than others, wore this outfit complented by a fiery red scarf.
One couldn’t help but say, such a conspicuously bright color really didn’t suit her.
Her face, already seven parts concealed by makeup, showed a renewed five parts sickliness under this vibrant color.
Shi i put on a face full of joy and ran towards her, shouting, "Sister Bai!"
As she said this, she was about to leap at Bai Yuejie.
Bai Yuejie’s complexion subtly changed.
But before Shi i could touch her, Uncle Liu stopped her.
With a helpless expression, Uncle Liu said, "Miss Shi, our miss’s health is frail."
Hearing this, Shi i pouted, hands on hips and said, "Why do you call miss? I don’t want you to call miss!"
Uncle Liu, who had been smooth in handling various personalities over the years, remained unfazed. With a smile tinged with politeness, he softly asked, "Then what should I call you?"
"Mrs. Shi," Aunt Chen chid in from the side.
Hearing these three words, Bai Yuejie’s hands in front of her silently retracted a bit.
Pretending not to understand, Shi i put her hands on her hips and proudly said, "Mm-hmm, Mrs. Shi, I am Mrs. Shi!"
Uncle Liu maintained a faint smile, yet said nothing.
Shi i squeezed in close, taking Bai Yuejie’s arm, and whispered in a bragging manner, "Sister Bai, I am Mrs. Shi, you should have your servant call Mrs. Shi!"
Bai Yuejie’s already pale complexion dimd further, her smile becoming sowhat strained as she changed the subject, "Where did you learn to talk like this? Uncle Liu isn’t a servant; he’s an elder."
"Oh," Shi i sulkily pursed her lips, swaying Bai Yuejie’s arm, "But I am Mrs. Shi, have him call Mrs. Shi i!"
Bai Yuejie looked at Shi i’s innocently playful manner, a flash of disgust fleeting through her eyes.
Yet soon her expression conveyed a sense of powerlessness, "Uncle Liu."
Finally, Uncle Liu called out, "Mrs. Shi."
Shi i’s face burst into a floral smile, waving Bai Yuejie’s arm, "Mm-hmm, you should call that too!"
Bai Yuejie’s hand tightened silently, her lips pursed as she fell slightly silent.
"Alright," Aunt Chen scolded gently, "Miss Bai knows what’s going on very well in her heart, you are Mrs. Shi, whether called or not, you’re still Mrs. Shi, be good and stop fussing."
Aunt Chen: In life, one must know one’s place!
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