In the center of the living room, the heart-shaped rose wreath used to decorate on the wedding day was still placed there. Since the roses were made of fabric, they would never wither, so it was always placed in that position. This gave Shen Yujie an illusion, as if the wedding happened just yesterday. His smile was so familiar, and the three words "I do" still echoed in her ears.
Over a month has passed, yet it felt like a fleeting moment...
"Second Young Madam, the bedroom has been tidied up, you can come in." Lan Xi called from upstairs.
"Thank you, Lan Xi!"
Shen Yujie slowly turned around, stepping up the stairs, each step mixed with bittersweet memories. After a few steps, she stopped again, looking at Lan Xi, "Did you just say you tidied up the bedroom?"
"Yes, since the Second Young Madam was not at home, the sofa and quilts were covered with cloth to prevent dust..."
