Qiu Yingrong walked into Jingxin Tea House, immediately waved, and had a waiter lead her to the No. 3 private room on the second floor.
In an instant, the waiter led Qiu Yingrong to the door of the private room and gently knocked on it.
After a few seconds, the door was immediately opened, and Zhang Zefeng's figure entered Qiu Yingrong's sight.
Upon seeing Qiu Yingrong, an imperceptible fervor flashed deep in Zhang Zefeng's eyes, but his face didn't show it. Instead, he looked at Qiu Yingrong courteously and said, "Yingrong, you're here. Please, come in and sit."
Hearing Zhang Zefeng's words, Qiu Yingrong took a deep breath, hesitated slightly, and eventually chose to walk into the private room, sitting down on a chair.
"Yingrong, why don't you have some tea first."
Seeing Qiu Yingrong walk in, Zhang Zefeng hurriedly closed the door, walked inside, and poured a cup of tea from the teapot, handing it to Qiu Yingrong.
