Lu Yan waited and waited, but Pei Fengtang did not order for her to leave. In addition… Pei Fengtang's eyes seemed to be filled with mirth at the sight of Qi Qingyao's casual actions.
The two of them started to chat while sitting there, as if they were old friends that had known each other for a hundred years.
Heir Pei ordered his servants to serve some more cakes and desserts.
Coupled with freshly brewed hot tea, Qi Qingyao and Heir Pei got more engrossed in their conversation…
Lu Yan: …
What a strange sight this was!
Was this still the Heir Pei who had a strange temper and spent money like it was dust?
How was he chatting so comfortably with this woman?
She was only a village lady.
Oh, no, a village woman!
Lu Yan really did not understand what topics they could even have in common. He was about to have Si Jin call Qi Qingyao over, but when he turned back to look, Horse-face had taken off his mask and was playing with the cat.
Sometimes he even talked to himself a little.
