Chapter 127: 4.12 Last Chance Pantomime

Minglan parked her car and approached the door, giving it a firm knock. The butler welcomed her, guiding her to the enchanting dining room of the castle, where regal beauty seamlessly blended with timeless elegance.

Mahogany-paneled walls, a grand chandelier, and opulent tapestries set the stage for a lavish setting.

The long, polished table, adorned with silverware and crystal, overlooked the castle grounds through tall, draped windows. The air carried the fragrance of polished wood and candlelight, enveloping the dining experience with the grandeur of history.

Despite having dined here multiple times, Minglan couldn't help but feel awe. Anticipation bubbled within her for the day she would move into the castle, taking charge of the staff and issuing orders.

She smiled at Shaotian, seated at the head of the table, and planted a kiss on Shaoren before taking her seat in front of him.

"How was your day?"