The freshly baked Marguerite cookies were arranged neatly on a delicate white porcelain plate by Meng Wange, each one displaying an inviting golden hue.
After Jiang Qi placed one in his mouth, with a soft “crack,” that crispy texture would burst between his teeth, and the rich milky fragrance and egg yolk aroma would instantly fill his entire mouth.
…Mmm, although the cookies’ flavor was relatively simple, not as fancy as the desserts she usually ate, just as Meng Wange had said, they tasted of a simple yet incredibly reassuring happiness.
And most importantly, these were made by herself and Meng Wange together, the so-called Imprint of Love…
Originally, Su Wanli had only planned to nibble politely at these cookies to maintain her noble and aloof Eldest Miss image, but the moment she thought of the meaning behind them, it was as if she had been bewitched, her fingers unconsciously reaching for the next cookie.
The resulting consequence was that when Zhang Ma brought that table full of sumptuous dinner to the dining table, Su Wanli could only touch her slightly bulging belly, like an incompetent husband, gazing at those brightly colored fishes and meats and letting out a mournful lament.
Despite this, Su Wanli did not actually feel much regret in her heart, and even felt a slight sense of satisfaction.
After all, it was not every day that one got the chance to feed oneself full with one’s own hands, a privilege only those who cooked personally could enjoy.
Leaning back against the chair, her gaze unconsciously drifted toward Meng Wange, who was helping Zhang Ma clear the dishes.
After the meal, Su Wanli yawned lazily while thinking: So then, what about Meng Wange? What was her evaluation of those cookies?
Earlier when they were eating the snacks, she had only smiled and watched herself, watching her swallow cookie after cookie, without offering any opinion on them. To only give such a cold response…
Even that one cookie that was clearly a size larger than the rest, shaped like a heart, Meng Wange had not shown any ambiguous reaction to it, only ordinarily breaking it into two halves and giving one half to her.
Honestly, she had been hoping Meng Wange would be at least a little shy…
Just as Su Wanli was still lost in her memories, Meng Wange suddenly stopped what she was doing, then turned around and softly said to Su Wanli:
“Oh, by the way, Miss Su.”
Meng Wange lightly wiped her chin, her gaze crossing over the dining table to look directly into Su Wanli’s eyes.
“Hmm?”
“Speaking of which, I heard that this Sunday, there happens to be a professional Drama Tour at the Shopping District near us.”
“A Drama Tour?”
“That’s right. Although their Performance’s theme is not a Fairy Tale, it is also a Drama Script adapted from a literary classic, and the reviews are said to be quite good.”
“Since we will also be performing in a Drama next week, going to observe a professional Performance might give us some inspiration.”
Meng Wange paused slightly, then blinked at Su Wanli, her voice carrying a trace of obvious anticipation.
“So, if you are free tomorrow…”
“Go! Of course I’ll go!”
Su Wanli blurted out almost without thinking, then realized she had agreed too quickly, entirely unbefitting her persona.
She quickly cleared her throat twice, trying to salvage some of her Villainess dignity:
“Ahem, I mean… since it’s for improving the quality of our Drama, then as the leads, we naturally have an obligation to go observe and learn.”
After covering up, Su Wanli changed tack and pressed further in detail:
“So, what time is the Performance tomorrow? Do we need to buy tickets in advance? Is there still time to get VIP seats?”
Meng Wange did not call out Su Wanli’s little schemes, only maintaining a patient smile as she continued to explain:
“The time is from six to nine tomorrow evening. I only just saw the news online as well. There are still plenty of tickets remaining, so you need not worry about that. I will arrange the best seats for us.”
Su Wanli slightly raised her chin toward Meng Wange and gave two dignified nods.
“…You know your place.”
“Then, shall we call it a Promise?”
After receiving Su Wanli’s response, the smile in Meng Wange’s eyes grew even deeper. She shook her hands over the sink, then dried the water from them.
“It’s getting late now. For the sake of tomorrow’s Promise, shall we rest early?”
As she spoke, Meng Wange placed her palm over her chest and gave Su Wanli an elegant bow.
“Good night, Miss Su. I wish you pleasant dreams tonight.”
“…Mm, go on then, don’t delay this Eldest Miss’s schedule for tomorrow.”
Watching Meng Wange leave the Yan Hui Ting and step onto the staircase back to her room, Su Wanli only then belatedly patted her own forehead.
A Promise?
…Just like that, it was promised?
Promised to go out with Meng Wange on the weekend, to watch a Drama Performance at the nearby Shopping District?
Although she had agreed very decisively, without thinking too much, simply looking forward to spending more time with Meng Wange, but…
Huh!? Thinking carefully, wasn’t this the legendary… d-date!?
Going to the Shopping District to watch a Performance meant they would inevitably eat together, shop together, chat together, right?
And it was Meng Wange who brought it up on her own initiative!
Although she had a very legitimate reason, since during the process there would be no one else intruding, only the two of them…
Heh, heheh…
Just imagining tomorrow’s scenes in her mind, Su Wanli felt the corners of her mouth threatening to curl upward uncontrollably again.
Today, throughout the whole day, although many messy things had happened, every single one was happy to remember.
Making cookies together, eating dinner together…
Whether it was playing games with Meng Wange, watching a movie together, or…
She had thought that was the limit, but…
Tomorrow could actually be even happier than today?
Heavens, was this really a life a Villainous Eldest Young Lady could live?
Even if the System condemned her, she still had to think of a Method to create some harmless twist along the way. Surely continuing to be happy wouldn’t incur heavenly punishment?
…Hiss, wait, was something not quite right?
She felt like she had forgotten something?
Something like a Plan that had run through the entire day…
At this thought, Su Wanli silently widened her eyes and abruptly stood up from her chair.
Ah!! Meng Wange’s Genuine Feelings Test Plan!!!
She had clearly been earnestly executing this plan all along, yet she had completely failed to get any real sense of feedback. Why, what was going on?
So, now that the day was over, what conclusion had she actually reached in the end?
Thinking carefully, the first Plan was to see whether Meng Wange would peek at her during gaming, but she had directly crossed the red line, causing her plan to be smashed to pieces.
The second time, due to the movie selection issue, both she and Meng Wange seemed to have expressed no particular opinions, only confirming that they could both accept that kind of rather forceful affection.
…Summarizing it all, up to now, she still had not been able to determine anything at all, constantly being led by the nose by Meng Wange.
As for tomorrow, if she really went with Meng Wange to the mall she chose, watched a Performance she chose, then wouldn’t the entire weekend be spent with her wrapped around Meng Wange’s finger?
So, she really should…
Should…
After biting her finger in indecision for a while, with many thoughts flashing through her mind, Su Wanli ultimately patted her forehead and tossed all those messy things out of her head.
Whatever! Why think about all this nonsense? The System hadn’t said anything anyway, so that meant her approach was fine!
Besides, just as Meng Wange had said earlier, tomorrow she still had to hurry off to the date! She absolutely had to conserve her energy! Time to go to bed early!
With beautiful expectations for tomorrow, Su Wanli whistled twice at the ceiling and, following in Meng Wange’s recent footsteps, set off on the path back to her room.