I had taken a bath, brushed my teeth, and washed my face, ready to go out and find something to eat, I was starving.
Upon leaving the ward, I arrived at the nearby garden. The weather was excellent today, with brilliant sunshine, and the flowers in the garden were also blooming spectacularly. There was a European-style table situated among the flowers, surrounded by several stools.
Third Young Master Jun was rarely seen sitting leisurely on one of the stools.
To the left was Ye Yiyi, who was holding a collection of poems and shaking her head pretentiously while reciting them, exuding a literary aura.
Every now and then, Third Young Master Jun would amusingly correct her overly exaggerated intonation.
Because a certain young master had commented on her always dressing up and being vain, she believed he meant to belittle her lack of culture, which was infuriating.
