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If before she had a mix of hatred and fear towards the stern face of the Millennium Ice Emperor, in this matter, she chose to believe him, especially after hearing that long story.
Mei Shuang sighed. Well, although Nangong Nuo claimed to like her, she couldn't help but wonder if that affection contained any impure motives; she truly didn't dare to speculate now.
At this moment, she was nobody—not the high and mighty daughter of the Minister's Residence, just an ordinary passerby.
"This was mainly due to Lin Tian'er asking Mei Shuang a few questions, to which Mei Shuang responded fluently.
Mei Shuang agreed entirely because there was nowhere else to go at the moment; it was better to stay here for a while and then head to Jiangnan later.
Mei Shuang had a delicate appearance and a proper demeanor, which quite matched the eye of Lin Family Patriarch, Mr. Lin. Aside from thinking that Mei Shuang seemed a bit frail for a man, he had no other objections.
Especially when Mr. Lin was astonished by the characters Mei Shuang wrote on the spot, and upon hearing that Mei Shuang also bore the surname "Lin," he immediately beamed and decided, "Ha ha, good... let her be Yuan'er's companion reader, with food and lodging provided, and a monthly stipend of three taels."
Mei Shuang did not expect that a single clap would bring her a job, and it turned out to be quite a good one.
Although three taels of silver could not compare to the thousand-tael banknotes in her clothes, it was still considered a high salary. Mei Shuang was quite satisfied with her first income earned through labor.
Moreover, this Young Master Lin she would be accompanying as a reader was decent in every aspect—except for being somewhat weak in character—his family upbringing, knowledge, and manners were all quite appropriate.
After a few days, Mei Shuang found herself getting along harmoniously with Lin Yuan. During their conversations, she learned that this only son of the Lin Residence was only sixteen years old, while Lin Tian'er was merely nineteen.
At sixteen, he was still just a teenager; no wonder he resorted to drinking to drown his sorrows after being rejected in love.
Speaking of that embarrassing incident, Lin Yuan felt a bit shy about it himself.
Mei Shuang enjoyed teasing this somewhat bashful boy, especially since Lin Yuan was quite generous.
To be honest, ever since she left the palace, Mei Shuang had not been living in luxury. Although she wasn't exactly starving, her journey had been bumpy and aimless, with poor meals and restless nights. Now, aside from her three daily meals, Lin Yuan often had Servant bring various snacks and treats, never repeating the same ones. Mei Shuang was delighted by the abundance.
This is what being wealthy is like; compared to the rough meals outside, this place was truly comfortable.
Every time Lin Yuan watched Mei Shuang enjoy her food, he would merely smile lightly and occasionally blush.
For Mei Shuang, enjoying such delicious food came with a sense of obligation. To repay Lin Yuan's kindness, besides studying, she began to think of ways to help him win the heart of Si Er, the girl he constantly thought about and who occupied his mind.
"How about writing a love letter? Can you do it? If not, I can help you write one; it will be completely sincere," Mei Shuang volunteered.
"Uh, she can't read," Lin Yuan shook his head.
"...... How about sending flowers? Girls love flowers; I can help you deliver them, and they won't be the same every day..."
"Uh, her family is from a florist background," Lin Yuan shook his head again.
"......"
After thinking of several ideas, Mei Shuang found that all of them were rejected by Lin Yuan.
Indeed, interactions between men and women in ancient times were not so convenient. Women rarely showed their faces in public, making it quite difficult to get close to them.
"Does she have any hobbies?"
"I don't know." Lin Yuan thought for a moment, shook his head, and continued to focus on the book.
Strange!
Mei Shuang wondered why Lin Yuan, who had been lovesick just a few days ago, seemed so calm now when talking about the girl who had almost driven him to despair.
Perhaps, during their teenage years, young boys and girls often acted impulsively; such impulses likely came quickly and faded just as fast. Since this young master Lin didn't seem to care much anymore, why should she worry for him?
With that thought, Mei Shuang calmly continued to enjoy the delicious food Lin Yuan provided her, naturally not forgetting her own responsibilities while indulging.
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