Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

Strahl made April happy for a long time, and this mood lasted until she returned to her room.

Luckily, the maid was just waiting at the door and didn't touch April's things, otherwise her mood would have only gotten worse.

As April approached, one of the maids walked up to her and spoke to her.

"Ms. Shara, Butler Huff asked us to help you move your things."

There was helplessness on April's pretty face.

"The room over there has been cleaned up so quickly. I think I can stay in this room for another day."

The maid said in an exaggerated tone.

"Ms. Xia La, your new room has already been decorated. We are only responsible for helping you tidy up your current room and taking you there."

April immediately grasped the key point from her words.

"You said it was already arranged."

April found it unreasonable.

"But I just found out that I need to move to a new place, but you already knew it."

The maid was even more exaggerated.

"Ms. Xia La, this is a surprise for you. If it were me, I would be so happy that I would faint."

April wanted to say something else, but seeing the maids around her with the same expression, she lost interest in talking to them.

She could only turn around and go into the room, maintaining politeness and speaking to them.

"I can pack my things myself. There's no need to trouble so many of you. Just leave one person to lead the way for me."

April said and closed the door.

He didn't care at all about the surprised expressions of the maids.

She was used to ordering maids around, but as Shara she could order the maids around at home.

But he cannot order Blanchett's maid around as Blanchett's lover.

April certainly knew the emotions in their eyes.

They thought they had become Strahl's lovers and were truly envious.

They consider it an honor.

Some people are jealous.

Oh, God, why doesn't anyone think that he is pursuing himself.

April, you are such an asshole.

Who would think so.

You don't even think so, do you?

April was not used to doing these housework, and after coming to Blanchett Manor, there were more things.

So it took some time to clean up.

In the end, April had no choice but to ask the maids for help.

You can’t put people’s things in the boxes, and just have people carry the rest of the things over.

The scene of April moving was not uncommon, but many people stared at her with fiery eyes along the way.

Damn it, it’s really damn bad.

April wanted to poke their eyes out.

She didn't have the ability to read minds, but she knew what dirty things they were thinking.

There was nothing between her and Strahl.

She would never be a mistress.

But she could only shout out these declarations in her heart.

April felt like she was being tortured along the way.

Going up all the way, April arrived at the floor where Strahl lived.

Fortunately, she didn't live next door to him. This was the only thing that April could comfort herself with.

They were still busy cleaning up, so April had a reason to delay entering.

If I live in this room, what will others think of me?

Oh, they certainly don't look down on themselves.

They felt extremely honored to be Blanchett's lover.

She is obviously just a girl from a commoner family.

Perhaps there will still be such speculation.

The reason why she came to Blanche Manor to teach was the result of her careful planning.

April Sciarra is a speculator.

She used to look down on it, but now she seems to be almost the same.

April pinched her palms.

Of course she would not sit there and wait for death. She would definitely leave after the banquet in half a month.

Regardless of whether she can find a suitable husband or not, she would rather return to the countryside and become a country lady.

She also doesn't want to be a shameful mistress.

Even though she knew she liked Strahl.

But, it’s okay without Mrs. Blanchett for now.

How embarrassed she would be when he had a legal wife.

April ignored the expectant looks of the maids and pushed the door open only after they had all left.

April's first impression of the room was one of elegance and wealth.

It was much bigger than her original room and even had a bathtub.

Two cabinets were filled with women's skin care products.

Walk out to the balcony, which is covered with carpets, where you can sit and drink afternoon tea.

The chair looks like it's made of rattan, but it actually has the coldness of metal.

April walked down and looked outside.

It's the wisteria garden.

You can't tell when you're inside.

April squinted her eyes and looked carefully, and found that this wisteria garden seemed to be the original one.

But considering the internal distribution, it looks like a rotating petal.

April wanted to stick her head out to take a closer look.

But the railing was too high, reaching her shoulders.

April's height is considered tall among women.

If it were the average height of women in the royal city, the railing would have reached their eye level.

She was left with only a pair of eyes to see the outside world.

When this sentence appeared in April's mind, she was startled.

This railing is beautiful, like a blooming flower spreading its branches.

But this does not change its status as an imprisoner.

There were flowers planted here. April touched the soil and found that they had just been planted not long ago.

She lost interest in staying on the balcony.

April wanted to freshen herself up.

She sat in front of the dressing table and combed her hair.

There are a lot of jewelry on the dressing table.

April opened the two cabinets below, which were also filled with various ornaments.

All she had brought into the room herself was a small box.

April loves jewelry, she loves it a lot.

But when she saw these, she just felt disgusted.

So, the carefully selected pearl earrings were covered in dust.

April didn't even notice it.

She didn't touch the clothes in the closet that didn't belong to her.

The placement of these clothes is very particular, and it is pleasing to the eye just to look at them.

The clothes she brought herself looked out of place.

There was no smile on April's face.

She stroked these gorgeous and precious clothes with her fingers, but finally gave them up with reluctance.

She loved jewelry, fine clothes, and horses.

But all this becomes unimportant in the face of dignity.

Her love no longer matters.

Maybe it didn't matter from the beginning, and her parents didn't think about who she would love when they chose a husband for her.

April lay in the bathtub and began to examine her relationship with Strahl.

Strahl might be interested in her, but he didn't love her.

Otherwise he would respect her.

Instead of torturing her with an ambiguous attitude and forcing herself to live in this gorgeous birdcage against her will.

Strahl, why can't you just make me happy all the time.

Or irritates me all the time.