After Qingcheng arrived, Fu Ning became noticeably more proactive in her tasks.
Chu Qianli locked herself in her room and ignored everyone else, so for half a day, Qingcheng was following Fu Ning around, helping her with her work.
Although he was mute and very distant in his dealings with others, and frankly, completely inept at doing chores,
he worked with earnest dedication.
Whatever Fu Ning taught him, he made efforts to learn.
But every time Fu Ning saw his hands, she couldn't bear to have him continue.
"Miss, I believe he must be the son of a wealthy family. His hands are so soft and pale, even softer than mine!"
Every time Fu Ning remembered Qingcheng's hands, her eyes would gleam: "Miss, you have no idea how beautiful his hands are. They are simply the most perfect and beautiful hands I've ever seen."
"Miss, your hands aren't even as good-looking as his."
