After Rong Yan had taken a shower and walked into the guest room that Lin Zhiya had prepared for her, she merely greeted, "Mrs. Lin."
"You finished bathing? That was quick," Lin Zhiya suddenly turned around, and the water cup in her hand flew towards the bed as if she hadn't gripped it properly.
"Ah."
In a moment when no one was prepared, the water cup in her hand fell onto the bed.
"Glug glug glug…" Since the water cup had no lid, the water poured out onto the quilt and sheets.
The elderly butler reacted quickly, picking up the cup from the bed, but it was too late as the water had already spilled onto the bed.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, the quilt is wet."
"It's my fault, my fault," Lin Zhiya 'regretfully' slapped her head, saying, "Look at what I'm doing. I was just going to drink some water, and now I've carelessly spilled it all over the bed."
She turned her head to ask the elderly butler next to her, "What should we do? Is the bed all wet now?"