Jiang Junyi tiptoed into the Wan Family home; now, it felt just like his own house, where he could come and go as he pleased.
The night was quite deep, and the surroundings were quiet.
Jiang Junyi wasn't sure if Wan Qingyun was asleep. If she was, he planned to spend the night in the living room and surprise her in the morning!
If she wasn't asleep, she should be in the study right now.
It would still be a surprise.
Jiang Junyi, familiar with the layout, went to the study and gently pushed open the door, seeing Wan Qingyun sprawled on the desk.
An open book quietly turned its pages in the night breeze, a faint rustling echoing in the study.
When Jiang Junyi saw Wan Qingyun, the tenderness in his eyes almost melted and overflowed.
Really, she was so sleepy, yet she didn't know to go back to her room.
Jiang Junyi gently picked up Wan Qingyun; her soft body nestled in his arms, and a faint, subtle fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
That was the scent!
Wan Qingyun seemed to find a familiar embrace, naturally wrapping her arms around Jiang Junyi's neck and nuzzling into his collarbone.
Looking at Wan Qingyun, who resembled a small cat, Jiang Junyi's heart was filled with immense satisfaction.
He carefully carried his beloved into the room.
This was Jiang Junyi's first time entering Wan Qingyun's room, and he scanned the area.
He noticed that this boudoir's style was very similar to the study, both following a minimalist design.
The colors were also limited to black, white, and gray.
The only vibrant spot was the giant melody plush toy from a few days ago.
Jiang Junyi fell silent for a moment, suddenly feeling a pang of heartache for the girl in his arms.
For so many years, her world had been nothing but darkness.
A girl's boudoir at her age should be soft pink, full of vitality, but she couldn't see.
None of this held any meaning for her.
But, did it truly hold no meaning?
He asked himself.
Jiang Junyi gently placed Wan Qingyun on the bed, removed her shoes and socks, and casually squeezed her delicate, plump, and adorable toes.
After covering her with the blanket, Jiang Junyi sat by the bed, resting his chin on his hand, quietly admiring his wife's stunning beauty.
After some time, Jiang Junyi quietly stepped out and dialed Uncle Wu's number.
On the other end of the phone...
"The Young Master is calling! The Young Master is calling! Pick up, pick up! The Young Master is calling!"
Uncle Wu, still sleepy, struggled to get up, his voice remarkably steady: "Young Master, how may I help you?"
"Uncle Wu, find a designer to help me create a design for a girl's boudoir."
Ah… so it was about the Young Mistress.
Uncle Wu sat up, rubbing his eyes: "Alright, Young Master, tomorrow?"
"Now, and it needs to be set up before Qingyun wakes up."
Uncle Wu's face crumpled: ???
Young Master, this old man's bones can't handle such torment!!!
Do you even hear what you're saying?!
After a long silence, Jiang Junyi delivered a fatal blow to Uncle Wu from the other end of the phone.
"Uncle Wu, you're the best."
Uncle Wu sighed silently: Oh… then I'll do it!
"I understand, two hours."
"Good!"
Hanging up the phone, Uncle Wu put on his clothes and splashed water on his face.
His Young Master was willful, so what could be done?
After drying off, he felt refreshed and invigorated.
He would do his utmost!
Uncle Wu made another call: "Hello? Get people here!"
Two hours later, a truck stopped at the Wan Family's gate. To prevent waking the Young Mistress, Uncle Wu specifically instructed them to use electric vehicles with minimal noise.
Jiang Junyi emerged from the Wan Family home and saw the efficient Uncle Wu: "You've worked hard, Uncle Wu."
"It's my duty." Uncle Wu bowed slightly, then handed Jiang Junyi a small box.
"Young Master, these are fully soundproof earplugs. Please put them on the Young Mistress."
Jiang Junyi's eyes widened. As expected of you, Uncle Wu, can you really be this meticulous?!
"Alright!"
Jiang Junyi hurried back inside, put the earplugs on Wan Qingyun, and then signaled to Uncle Wu.
Uncle Wu waved his hand: "Start working!"
Another two hours passed, and by approximately 12 o'clock, everything was completed. This was the speed of White Court!
(Any unreasonable methods should be attributed to White Court's black technology, with the final right of interpretation held by White Court.)
The walls were made of micro-cement light sand pink, the ceiling was accented with matte pure white, and the floor was laid with cherry wood grain SPC click-lock flooring, adding a girlish style.
The carpet was an ink-wash dyed wool rug, simple yet soft.
A sky simulation system was added to the French windows.
All cabinets were treated with 5cm rounded corners to prevent Qingyun from bumping into them.
Some walls retained 30% pure, undecorated area.
A floating swing chair was added to the empty space on the balcony, along with a pink photo wall.
After everything was complete, Jiang Junyi looked at the room with satisfaction.
This was the room a young girl should have, combining minimalist softness with youthful vitality.
"Mission accomplished, you've all worked hard. Go to Aunt Zhao's place later to collect your rewards!" Jiang Junyi waved his hand grandly.
"Long live the Young Master!"
Among the White Court members present, the Three Little Ones cheered.
Jiang Junyi heard the familiar voices and turned his head: "Oh? I remember you are..."
"Young Master, I'm Number 1!"
"I'm Number 2!"
"I'm Number 3!"
From tall to short, from strong to thin.
Jiang Junyi found it amusing: "You three, you have this skill too?"
Number 1 patted his chest: "All-purpose little helper."
Number 2 smiled confidently: "Omnipotent little prince."
Number 3 pushed the other two aside: "Genius young man!"
Jiang Junyi was torn between laughter and tears; these three were truly clowns.
"Alright, alright, stop showing off, hurry up and get out." Uncle Wu waved his hand, shooing away the Three Little Ones.
"Call us again next time, Young Master!"
"We are your strongest support, Young Master!"
"Me too!"
The Three Little Ones shouted at the top of their lungs. (Please note, Wan Qingyun was already wearing fully soundproof earplugs at this time, so she couldn't hear anything!)
After Uncle Wu led the people away, the room immediately fell silent.
Jiang Junyi took off Wan Qingyun's earplugs, then gently lay by Wan Qingyun's bed, resting his head on his hand and gazing at the sleeping beauty before him.
Listening to her steady breathing, Jiang Junyi felt that the world was peaceful and tranquil at this moment.
He reached out and gently stroked Wan Qingyun's soft cheek.
Where you are, that is my home...
At this moment, Wan Qingyun's eyelashes fluttered slightly, she turned on her side, and her small hand grasped Jiang Junyi's large hand, nuzzling it, murmuring: "Junyi..."
This scene instantly struck Jiang Junyi's heart.
He leaned closer to Wan Qingyun and whispered: "I'm back..."
Wan Qingyun shifted her head closer to Jiang Junyi, and a comfortable smile curved her lips.
As the sun rose and the moon set, the sky system transformed the dazzling sunlight into a soft glow, scattering it over the two people on the bed.
Wan Qingyun's biological clock was urging her to wake up.
As she became conscious, she suddenly felt that she had slept so comfortably and sweetly last night.
After Jiang Junyi left, she hadn't had such a peaceful sleep.
"Huh?" Wan Qingyun felt as if she was holding onto something, and there was a faint breathing sound next to her head.
Her expression brightened immensely in that instant, her brow filled with tenderness.
So, it was you who came back.
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