Knowing that Xiao Ruiyuan would be coming over in the next two days, Mo Yan didn't bother to close the doors to the courtyard or the parlor. With the Hidden Guard outside and three beasts inside, she wasn't worried about anyone barging in.
When Xiao Ruiyuan arrived, he saw Mo Yan sitting at her desk, sketching and writing, beside which a thick stack of papers had already piled up.
Mo Yan was so engrossed in her drawing that she didn't notice someone had appeared behind her.
Xiao Ruiyuan didn't have the heart to interrupt the focused woman, so he silently stood by and waited. Though his expression remained cool and detached, his eyes were like a sunlit pool, deep and warm.
Little lamps were lit in the small study, brightening the modest room. The occasional crackling pop from the oil lamps made the room seem all the more cozy and peaceful.