“Xuan’er, are you satisfied with the arrangement here?”
Downstairs, Wang Yaru smiled kindly as she strolled with the two girls.
“It’s just passable.” Lin Xuan was incredibly pleased, but she put on a forced expression. After all, it was Luo Xi who arranged everything. No matter how satisfied she was, she couldn’t give her credit.
Wang Yaru nodded and said, “Look at these flowers! They’re all your grandmother’s favorites. Each one is worth a fortune. You can invite your friends over to admire them, especially these lilies. They’re perfect for bouquets.” She pointed at the vibrant flowers lining the path with a smile.
The two girls were immediately drawn to the flowers.
Girls had a natural affinity for beautiful things. Hearing Wang Yaru’s words, Lin Xuan’s eyes lit up. She called over a nearby maid and said, “You, help me get a bouquet to put in my room. Choose the prettiest ones, understood?”
The young maid looked a bit confused as she glanced at the flowers but nodded in agreement.
Satisfied, Lin Xuan and Bai Yaya walked off.
Wang Yaru looked at the maid and said, “Make sure to trim them nicely. Don’t leave any jagged edges. It won’t look good, got it?”
The maid quickly nodded.
The butler was very efficient. He had already completed the setup for the engagement banquet two days in advance.
Luo Xi carefully surveyed the area and paused when she noticed something. “Why are the lilies so scarce?”
The butler glanced over and frowned, then quickly found someone to ask.
After Luo Xi asked, her expression turned a little thoughtful.
“Ah, your family must have too many relatives. Wuwu, I can’t take it anymore!”
In the evening, Luo Xi personally wrote the invitations. She initially thought there would be only about a hundred or eighty people at most. But when she received the guest list from the butler, she was left dumbfounded!
There were hundreds of close acquaintances—ladies, madams, young ladies, and young masters, not to mention those business partners and various relatives and friends of the Leng family…
And in order to express sincerity, she had to handwrite them herself.
Originally, Luo Xi hadn’t considered it a big deal and agreed without much thought. Now, she felt too embarrassed to go back on her word.
By the time she reached the four hundredth, she was completely exhausted. She complained to Leng Minxing, who had just returned.
“This is something the butler could handle.” Seeing the pile of invitations on the table, Leng Minxing was slightly surprised, then frowned at her. “Or is someone forcing you to do this?”
“It’s not that, it was my own promise…” Luo Xi pouted in a slightly aggrieved manner.
Leng Minxing raised an eyebrow. “Your own promise?” Did this girl lose her mind?
“I thought there would only be one or two hundred people at most. I didn’t expect…” she lamented. “And your family is really crazy! Not only do I have to write names, but I also have to write invitation messages.”
“You’re really something.” Leng Minxing couldn’t help but tap her forehead.
In a large family like the Lengs, how could there possibly be only one or two hundred people?
“How many have you written?” he asked, looking at the mountain of invitations on the table.
“About four hundred, I guess. I’ve been writing for a long time and my fingers are sore.” She extended her slightly swollen hand. Because she has to press the fingertip, there were red marks on her fingers. She felt sore and swollen. She was embarrassed to tell the butler she didn’t want to write anymore. Luo Xi felt like she had really shot herself in the foot with a brick.