Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 1091 Avoidance

His hair was slightly damp, evidently fresh from a wash. Water droplets still dripped from the ends, tracing down his neck into his collar, outlining the smooth lines of his neck. He wasn't wearing glasses, his deep black eyes shone brightly in the morning light, less cold and more gentle. Lu Chengyuan descended the stairs, his gaze unconsciously scanning the dining room. When he saw Su Wan standing at the table, his brows furrowed slightly. He remembered what he had said yesterday: servants were not allowed to be within his sight during working hours, especially while he was eating. "Who told you to stay here?" Lu Chengyuan's voice was cold, with a subtle hint of displeasure. He walked to the table and his eyes fell on Su Wan. The scrutiny in his eyes made her feel uneasy. Su Wan quickly lowered her head, her hands nervously at her sides. She spoke apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu. I just wanted to make sure breakfast was served. I'll leave now." She turned and began to leave the restaurant. "Wait," Lu Chengyuan's voice echoed behind her, causing Su Wan to pause. She didn't know what Lu Chengyuan was going to do, and she became even more nervous. Fine beads of sweat even oozed out of her palms. Lu Chengyuan walked to the dining table and his eyes fell on the sunny-side-up egg on the plate. Uncle Zhang always prepared breakfast in the past. The yolk of the sunny-side-up egg was either fully cooked or overcooked. It had never been like today. The yolk was slightly runny and there was a circle of fine salt sprinkled on the edge, which looked particularly appetizing. His curiosity was piqued. He picked up the knife and fork, cut off a small piece of the sunny-side-up egg, and put it into his mouth. The egg had a tender texture, the egg white was fried just right, with a light aroma of olive oil, the yolk was slightly runny, and the taste was rich. The fine salt on the edge was the finishing touch, making the egg taste even more delicious. Lu Chengyuan's eyes lit up slightly. This was the best sunny-side-up egg he had ever eaten. It was better than Uncle Zhang's, and even better than the ones he had in Michelin restaurants. He picked up the coffee cup again and took a sip. The coffee was at just the right temperature, neither too hot nor too cold, with the perfect balance of sweetness and milk. The rich aroma of coffee permeated his mouth, with a light aftertaste and a smooth, delicate texture. It was even better than the coffee made by Uncle Zhang, who had been brewing for him for years. Lu Chengyuan looked up, his gaze fixed on Su Wan, who was standing at the door. She had her head lowered, the tips of her ears slightly red, like a frightened little rabbit. Her hands were tightly clutching the corners of her clothes, looking nervous and uneasy. Sunlight streamed through the dining room's floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a faint golden hue on her hair and shoulders, making her look particularly gentle. A strange feeling welled up in Lu Chengyuan's heart. He had originally thought Su Wan was just an ordinary maid who came for the money, no different from those who had swindled others. But now, it seemed, she was different. She was serious, attentive, and even had a touch of clumsy cuteness. "Tomorrow morning, add a vegetable salad dressed with olive oil and balsamic vinegar." Lu Chengyuan's voice softened, no longer as cold as before. After he finished speaking, he averted his gaze, picked up his knife and fork, and focused on his breakfast. Su Wan was stunned for a moment. She hadn't expected this icy CEO to proactively request breakfast for the next day. Did this mean he was satisfied with today's breakfast? A surge of joy filled her heart, and she quickly replied, "Okay, Mr. Lu, I'll remember that." With that, she tiptoed out of the restaurant, afraid to disturb Lu Chengyuan's meal. Even after leaving the restaurant, Su Wan's heart was still racing. She leaned against the wall in the hallway and gently patted her chest, trying to calm herself. She recalled the look Lu Chengyuan had given her earlier. While still cold, it seemed a little less icy. She couldn't help but smile, thinking to herself: Perhaps this Mr. Lu wasn't so difficult to get along with after all. In the restaurant, Lu Chengyuan ate his breakfast while thinking back to Su Wan's reaction. Her ears were red with nervousness, like a frightened animal, yet she displayed remarkable care and attention as she prepared breakfast. He picked up the coffee cup and took another sip. The rich aroma spread in his mouth, and an inexplicable warmth welled up in his heart. He remembered that Uncle Zhang's breakfast was always the same: the yolk of the sunny-side-up eggs was always cooked through, and the temperature of the coffee would occasionally vary, but he never complained. To him, breakfast was just about filling his stomach, nothing special. But today, Su Wan's breakfast tasted different, a taste of care, bringing a touch of homeliness to his cold life. Lu Chengyuan looked at the empty coffee cup, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table, a complex look in his eyes. This maid, Su Wan, seemed different from what he had imagined. Unlike the women who surrounded him, either after his money or his status, she simply went about her job quietly, yet inadvertently brought a unique warmth to this cold villa. In the days that followed, Su Wan gradually adjusted to life in the villa. She rose at 5:30 every morning and was in the kitchen by 6:00, preparing breakfast as Lu Chengyuan had requested. She then began cleaning the villa. She meticulously cleaned every corner of the living room, even dusting the crystal chandelier with a specialized tool. She sorted and washed Lu Chengyuan's clothes, choosing different wash cycles for each material and carefully ironing them after drying to ensure they were wrinkle-free. She regularly watered and pruned the plants in the courtyard, keeping them vibrant and full of life. She strictly adhered to Lu Chengyuan's instructions, never entering the second-floor study or master bedroom, always wearing her assigned servant's uniform during work hours, and never asking about Lu Chengyuan's personal affairs. She quietly performed her duties, avoiding Lu Chengyuan's presence as much as possible. Only after preparing three meals would she quietly place them on the table and leave immediately. But the more she did this, the more uncomfortable Lu Chengyuan felt. In the past, the villa had been just him and Uncle Zhang, so quiet that one could hear the ticking of a clock, and the air seemed frozen. But now, with Su Wan in the villa, everything has changed. Every morning, he can smell the rich aroma of coffee and food in the dining room, and see the exquisite and delicious breakfast on the table; when he is tired from work in the morning, he occasionally looks down from the window of the study and sees Su Wan pruning branches in the courtyard.