As the first rays of dawn entered the room,
Chan’er’s eyelashes quivered lightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing that came into her sight was still Xue An, lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.
She saw him lying on his back, his breaths materializing into soft snores, evidently in a deep sleep.
Chan’er watched him blankly, suddenly feeling a piercing pain in her heart.
So it’s still like this, huh?
The miracle she had hoped for had not occurred.
It turns out... the master really doesn’t want me anymore!
With this thought, Chan’er held back her tears and got out of bed as quietly as she could.
She first brewed a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table beside the bed.
Because the master had a habit of drinking a hot cup of tea after waking up.
While brewing the tea, Chan’er’s tears fell several times, thinking this might be the last cup of tea she would make for the master.
Then she intended to fetch a basin of water for washing faces.
But just then, a rapid knocking at the door suddenly rose, followed by the inn’s shopkeeper Yang Zelin’s shout.
"Master Xue, Miss Chan’er, are you awake yet?"
Although the words were polite, the smugness in his voice nearly spilled out.
Chan’er trembled and her complexion turned pale as paper in an instant.
It has finally come!
Despair filled Chan’er’s heart.
But at that moment, a lazy voice came from behind her.
"Chan’er, go open the door!"
Chan’er’s spirits trembled and she turned to look, only to realize that Xue An had woken up at some point and was now sitting on the edge of the bed, yawning.
"Master..."
Xue An stretched and gave her a slight smile, "Go on!"
"Oh!"
Chan’er hung her head, dragging her legs as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and shuffled over to the door.
To her, the plain wooden door seemed incredibly heavy at that moment.
And opening it would mean that everything would become irretrievable.
So, holding onto her last sliver of hope, she turned to look at Xue An, only to find the master was now sipping his tea, head lowered.
Feeling a wave of sorrow, Chan’er had no choice but to tremble as she opened the door.
As expected, standing outside was none other than the innkeeper Yang Zelin.
This usually harsh and critical store manager now wore a broad smile on his face.
Especially when his eyes caught sight of Chan’er with tear-streaked cheeks, they lit up even more.
Such a beauty.
And this was still her unripe look, if he waited a few more years for her to fully mature, just imagine the charm she would have.
With this thought, Yang Zelin felt a twinge of envy for the Chen Family’s young master’s luck.
If not for the young master Chen’s interference, he would have never let this girl slip away, no matter what.
With plans swirling in his mind, Yang Zelin nonetheless faced her with a beaming smile, "Miss Chan’er, is Master Xue up?"
Chan’er nodded slightly.
At that moment, Xue An’s indifferent voice came from the room, "Come in!"
Yang Zelin chuckled and then walked into the room.
"Master Xue, did you have a good rest last night?" Yang Zelin asked cheerfully, but his eyes were roving around restlessly.
"Fine!" Xue An answered without changing his expression, continuing to slowly drink his tea.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became somewhat tense.
Yang Zelin sneered inwardly, even at this point, are you still playing dumb?
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