After washing up, Qiao Mianmian changed up and went downstairs.
Lei En greeted her. "Good morning, Young Madam."
Qiao Mianmian smiled and said, "Good morning, Butler Lei."
"Young Master is waiting for you in the dining hall."
Qiao Mianmian nodded and headed there.
At the dining hall, she was surprised to see that Mo Yesi had changed up and was sitting at the table.
He was sipping coffee.
The way he held his coffee cup with those slender fingers made him look like a work of art.
But this wasn't the point.
The point was that Mo Yesi was in a dark purple shirt.
He usually only wore black or white tops—white made him appear cold and distant, while black made him look mature and serious. Qiao Mianmian had never thought of how he would look in other colors.
He was very fair, and his features were deep and sharp. At first glance, he looked slightly like a vampire.
