The reincarnated devil was blessed by the goddess

Those who are born facing the sun, stand under the bright sun.

Well, to put it simply, it means living positively like the sun and bringing warmth to others.

That's probably what it means, right?

From this point of view, the so-called Miss Sunflower seems to be a kind and generous child.

"I don't know."

Theresa shook her head and spoke slowly.

Since the girl communicated through paper like himself, it meant that she also suffered from a language disorder, and the situation seemed to be much more serious than his.

As long as you speak, you can get rid of the identity that was mistaken.

"So you can speak... Well, this is enough to prove that you are not her. People affectionately call her Miss Sunflower because her name reminds people of sunflowers. Unfortunately, she can't speak. Maybe it's due to congenital reasons, or maybe it's the jealousy of God." Rebecca said in a serious tone and sighed deeply.

"Ms. Theresa, why are you secretly chatting in the middle of your work?" Xiang Mingri replied easily, with a servant following behind him.

"Rebecca, you go ahead and do your work. I will accompany Miss Theresa on her journey."

"Yes." Rebecca walked away slowly.

Theresa lowered her head and said nothing, avoiding meeting Xiang Mingri's gaze.

It’s all over, it’s all over. I just stopped to rest for a while and was caught by the boss. I might get a scolding.

"Why don't you dare look up? Is it because the sun is too strong? In that case, why don't we move to the quiet pavilion and enjoy some refreshments?"

Xiang Mingri took the exquisite pastry from the servant and handed it to Theresa.

"Huh?" Theresa was a little surprised, but she hesitantly reached out and took the snack.

He smiled at Mingri and gestured for them to go to the pavilion together.

Arriving at the pavilion, the two sat facing each other. A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness.

This is honey, right? You should pour it on the pudding and eat it with it.

No matter what the order is, since it is given by the boss personally, of course I have to give him face and just obey his orders!

Theresa scooped up a spoonful of pudding, and the crystal honey sparkled with an attractive luster on the spoon. She took a light bite, and the silky pudding and the rich honey intertwined in her mouth, instantly melting into a warm feeling. People couldn't help but close their eyes and enjoy the wonderful taste of this moment.

Sweets are the best!

"Did Rebecca say anything vulgar? The people here may be straightforward and uneducated, but I am very confident in their work ability. After all, they were selected by my sister herself." Xiang Riming explained to Theresa who was eating happily.

“No…no…” Theresa explained after swallowing the pudding in her mouth.

"There's honey on your lips."

He spoke gently to Mingri, and at the same time took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped the residue from the corner of Theresa's mouth.

"It's okay. If your throat is sore, don't force yourself to speak. We can communicate through writing. I also brought you some throat-soothing tea. Would you like to try it?"

Theresa felt a strange feeling in her heart as she watched Xiang Mingri's considerate actions.

She is just an ordinary worker, so why does her boss care about her so much?

She didn't like this feeling. In her opinion, a boss should have the dignity and airs of a boss so that he could better manage his employees.

If the boss is too friendly, she will feel a little at a loss.

"I'm not Miss Sunflower. You really don't have to be so nice to me. It makes me feel a little overwhelmed..."

Theresa gently wrote these words on the notebook and slowly pushed it to Xiang Mingri's side.

Xiang Mingri stared at everything in front of him silently. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the waves in his heart.

"Did you hear Rebecca mention it? Actually, from the moment we first met in the carriage, I didn't think of you as my sister. My first impression was that you were just the child of an impulsive mistake made by my father when he was young. That's why you have the same golden eyes as my sister and look similar."

Hiss… Is this true? If I hadn't traveled through time, I would have believed it!

"I actually wish you were my sister..." he murmured to himself in a low voice, "Because the sunflower that was once loved by everyone has now withered and died..."

The atmosphere in the pavilion suddenly became unusually quiet; even the breeze carried a hint of sadness.

The petals swirled by the wind seemed to be given life, dancing gently, and then inadvertently fell on the pudding in front of Theresa.

What exactly does this sentence mean? Could it be that Xiang Mingri's sister has already...

"Do you want to hear my sister's story?" Xiang Mingri changed the subject and suggested with a smile.

Theresa nodded.

"My sister's birth was a shining miracle. The moment she was born, our whole family was stunned by her golden eyes that shone like the sun.

It's said that in this city, the brighter your eyes, the closer you are to the mysterious and sublime goddess. And my sister's eyes are a vivid reflection of this legend!

From a young age, my sister has displayed astonishing gifts and talents. Especially in the mysteries of light, her attainments far surpass both my father and me. She seems to have a natural affinity with light, able to master it with ease.

But fate played a cruel joke on this gifted young woman. Perhaps jealous of her immense strength, the heavens ruthlessly deprived her of the ability to speak and the right to express emotion on her face. She could not convey her inner thoughts and feelings through words, nor could she express her joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness through facial expressions.

This does sound very similar to her own symptoms, but she is still able to express herself in simple words and make some facial expressions, Theresa thought to herself.

"The interesting thing is that everyone in the city loves her very much. It's as if my sister exudes some kind of magical power. Everyone likes to hang around my sister. Whenever we go out, she always receives all kinds of delicious food.

Then, she would feel a little lost, perhaps unsure how to repay the kindness. Looking back, at these times, the people who gave food always shined.

Gradually, she developed a keen interest in painting and began to return the favor with paintings. "All the paintings you can see in the city and the works in the manor are the work of my sister alone."

When Xiang Mingri talked about her lovely sister, his eyes sparkled brightly, as if his sister was the light in his life.

Theresa gently poured a pot of fragrant tea and carefully handed it to Xiang Mingri.

"Thank you, Miss Theresa." Mingri took it with a smile and took a sip of tea.

"So, I'm very happy to meet someone who looks so much like my sister."