Hua Lian had long since changed out of her brothel attire; now she was just a woman from an ordinary family, dressed very plainly. The material was not very good, and she wore only a silver hairpin.
Gu Chengyu's gaze, however, was on the tray in her hands, with a bowl on top still steaming hot.
Hua Lian gave Gu Chengyu a slight bow, "I wanted to congratulate you yesterday, young master, but you were too busy, and I didn't want to disturb. So I got up a bit early today and made some yam and chicken congee to express my feelings."
After speaking, she placed the tray on the nearby table.
Gu Chengyu felt rather embarrassed, as she was a guest after all—was it really right to have a guest cook for him? He also felt a bit awkward about having a woman lodging in the manor.
After all, he was the only male master in this house, and having a woman lodging there could lead to rumors, whatever might be said.
