His meticulousness

The autumn rain that had persisted until five o'clock finally stopped, leaving the courtyard scattered with yellowing leaves, drenched everywhere.

Hurrying before dusk, Aunt Xu, who had been busy all afternoon, finally managed to get dinner ready on time.

Aunt Xu wiped her hands on her apron, about to go upstairs to call everyone down, when Wen Zhi happened to be coming down the stairs.

Aunt Xu then said, "Miss Wen, dinner is ready. Mr. Nian is still in the study, do you think you could go ask Mr. Nian?"

Wen Zhi promptly responded, "Of course, I'll go call him now."

She turned around and went back upstairs.

A few minutes later, she stood outside the upstairs communal study room.

She raised her hand to knock on the door.

"Come in."

Nian Xun's voice came from inside, and only after getting permission, did Wen Zhi push the door open and enter.

Nian Xun disliked dim lighting, so the study was particularly well-lit.