High-class maid

The family of three chatted and laughed as they walked toward the inn.

"Father, what kind of inn is this? It's different from the ones I usually see." Shen Xing'er asked, looking at the house in front of her.

Nestled among osmanthus and flowering shrubs, this place is unlike a traditional inn; it feels more like a family home. Inside the courtyard, to the left is a swing and a pavilion for dining, while to the right is a small bridge over a stream with plump carp swimming around.

It doesn't feel like you've come to an inn, but rather to a beautiful and cozy home.

"Do you like it?" Shen Kun asked, looking at the mother and daughter.

"I love it! How much money must this have cost?" Looking at the exquisite courtyard, Madam Wang subconsciously felt the pinch of the expense.

"It won't cost much money. It's a rare opportunity for our family to come out and have fun, so please don't worry about the money, my wife," Shen Kun comforted her.

Wang was not a rigid person. She felt sorry for her for a moment and then came to terms with it. She nodded and said, "Yes, yes, Steward Shen, in that case, we will leave the arrangements for my daughter and me to you."

Shen Kun was both amused and exasperated, and said to Shen Xing'er, "Look, your mother is teasing me again."

At this moment, a man who looked to be in his thirties walked out of the courtyard, followed by a servant. Seeing the three people standing at the gate, he hurried over and said...

"You must be Mr. Shen. I am so sorry for not welcoming you properly. Your room has been cleaned for you. Please come upstairs."

After he finished speaking, the servant, with a keen eye, took the luggage from the mother and daughter and went upstairs first.

This staircase is also different from ordinary staircases. It is outdoors and is entwined with flowers that Shen Xing'er does not recognize, making it look beautiful and cozy.

"Mom, this is the first time I've ever seen stairs outside!" Shen Xing'er said happily as she walked up them with great curiosity.

"Our inn is only accommodating two families. The other family is staying downstairs. The stairs are outside, so going up and down won't disturb the other family. You can rest assured."

Seeing Shen Xing'er's curious expression, the butler patiently explained.

"Sir, today's lunch is roast whole lamb. Please come downstairs before noon. Please feel free to call me if you need anything."

The steward and servant escorted the family upstairs, gave them some instructions, and then left.

"Mom, this room is so beautiful! I want to stay in the room with the hammock!"

Shen Xing'er looked at the room in front of her. Vines hung from the ceiling, and the bed also hung down from the ceiling, swaying back and forth. The large windows were paired with curtains made of flying cloud gauze, which made her fall in love with it at first sight.

Madam Wang nodded and said, "Alright, alright, whatever you say. I wouldn't dare sleep on such a high bed."

Shen Xing'er ignored her, focusing only on looking at her new room. Wang Shi and Shen Kun smiled indulgently at her curious expression.

The family of three chatted and laughed as they packed their bags, and the morning slipped away. The aroma of roasted whole lamb wafted up from downstairs on the breeze, whetting Shen Xing'er's appetite.

Shen Kun looked up at the sky and said, "It's almost noon. Let's go downstairs. If we don't eat something soon, I'm afraid someone's saliva will drown me."

Shen Xing'er smiled, stuck out her tongue, and made a face at Shen Kun. Wang Shi pulled her hand and stood up, saying...

"Alright, let's go downstairs, I'm hungry too."

After the group went downstairs, they saw the family downstairs also opening their door to come out. A pair of slender, fair hands gripped the door frame, then a tall figure was projected onto the wall, and subsequently, a man stepped out.

It was Song Wenyang, the person Shen Xing'er had dreamed of several times.

His expression was cold and indifferent, carrying a hint of aloofness that kept people at arm's length. After not seeing him for many days, the young man seemed to have lost a little weight.

"Xing, Miss Shen, you're actually here." When Song Wenyan looked up and saw Shen Kun's family, she was so happy that she almost called out Shen Xing'er's given name, but fortunately she restrained herself.

The boy's face changed from cold and aloof when he hadn't seen them to surprised and incredulous when he did. Anyone who knew him would only sigh and wonder how Song Wenyang, who didn't like to talk to people, could change his expression so quickly.

"Young Master Song, so it's you who lives here. What a coincidence! Weren't you at the academy?" Shen Kun walked up to him and asked.

Song Wenyang clasped his hands in greeting and said, "This is a long story. I'll tell you about it with you when I have time. Let's go eat first."

"Look how happy I am! Come on, let's go eat."

Shen Kun felt an inexplicable kindness towards the boy in front of her, who was about the same age as her daughter and had a pitiful background. So she supported him by the back and walked towards the pavilion.

"Butler Jiao, we know each other, so you don't need to go to all that trouble. Just arrange for us to eat in a pavilion."

Shen Kun stopped the busy butler Jiao and gave him instructions.

Butler Jiao quickly glanced at Shen Xing'er, thinking to himself that this young lady was the one the young master loved, but he replied with a "yes".

"Is this appropriate? You should have your family reunion dinner. I won't disturb you any longer."

Although Song Wenyang really wanted to have dinner with Shen Kun's family because he was too lonely, he was afraid that Shen Kun was just being polite, so he hesitated for a moment and then politely declined.

"What's the big deal about disturbing you, my dear child? As long as you don't mind our humble status, please sit down." Before Shen Kun could answer, Madam Wang spoke first.

"How could that be? My uncle and aunt are both kind people who have given me a lot of warmth. I would never have meant that."

Song Wenyang looked anxiously at Shen Xing'er, afraid that she might think the same way.

"Alright, Brother Song, please sit down. Do you live here alone?" Shen Xing'er asked.

Song Wenyang nodded, then shook his head. His beloved was right across from him, yet he was so nervous he was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

"And my page, but I forgot a book at the academy. I told him to go get it, but he hasn't returned yet. He's probably at a restaurant. There's no need to wait for him."

"That's good, serve the dishes." Shen Kun instructed Butler Jiao.

Butler Jiao glanced at Song Wenyang, as if waiting for his signal. Only after Song Wenyang gave a barely perceptible nod did he turn around to pick up the plates.

"Uncle and Aunt, when did you arrive in Jinling? I thought I wouldn't see you for the next few years."

Song Wenyang poured each of them a cup of plum wine and asked.

"We came with our masters, who granted us a few days' leave. We came here to take our wives and daughters on a trip. We never expected to meet Young Master Song here."

Shen Kun took the plum wine he poured and replied.

"It's been a long time. How are you, Uncle and Aunt? Xing, how is Miss Shen?"

Wang and Shen Kun had no suspicions, taking it as just polite small talk, and said, "Everything is fine, everything is fine."

Song Wenyang secretly glanced at Shen Xing'er and saw her eating mutton with her head down. Perhaps it was because of the sun, but Shen Xing'er's face was a little red. Song Wenyang subconsciously moved to the side to shield her from the sun.

"Young Master Song, do you know any places to visit around here? You arrived early, so you must know more than we do."

Shen Kun asked