"Is he coming back?"
Nan Yu took note of the violet in her heart and then looked towards Nanny Wang.
Nanny Wang nodded, "The old lady has just called, saying that the young master will be back later, Young Madam, you go and rest first, I will call you when the young master returns."
Nan Yu nodded lightly and went upstairs.
Upon entering the room, she noticed an added shade of purple on the bedside table in her otherwise minimalist-styled room.
The air was filled with the sweet and slightly beguiling scent of violets.
Nan Yu couldn't help but take another sniff and murmured softly, "The blanket I'm going to give him, might as well embroider it with violets."
She placed the invitation into the drawer of the bedside table, then picked up her laptop and entered the bathroom.
She lay in the bathtub, the laptop resting on the wooden rack over the tub, her hands continuously typing on the keyboard.