Qian Cai mentioned this, then looked up again at Wen Xin, feeling like she had been slapped in the face. She had just been refuting Wen Xin's words, and now she was agreeing with Wen Xin's medicine – it was quite contradictory.
He feigned a profound cough, and didn't ask Wen Xin about that medicine.
"I'll have my patient try your medicine."
"Of course, remember to tell me if it works well!" How could Wen Xin not see through Qian Cai's little schemes? She just smiled faintly without bursting his bubble.
"Do we have guests? Qian Cai, when guests arrive at our home, why don't you invite them inside?"
A woman around sixty hurried out from the courtyard and stood frozen in place at the sight of Wen Xin, covering her mouth in disbelief…
"This… is… is this Mr. Wen's little princess? She looks so much like Mr. Wen…"
She excitedly dropped what was in her hands and rushed to Wen Xin's side, examining her up and down while gripping her arm.
"Hello, I am Wen Xin!"