He Song reacted quickly, turning his head to the side in an instant as if attracted by a distant scenery.
For a moment, a surprised look flashed across Chu Shuangshuang's face.
Then, as if nothing had happened,
after clearing her throat, her entire demeanor suddenly became more dignified.
"Ahem, so Ping'er and Mr. He have arrived. Please come in and have a seat."
With Chu Shuangshuang's repeated invitations, the three people entered the small courtyard.
With a creak,
the courtyard door closed behind them.
In the courtyard,
Chu Shuangshuang and He Song sat across from each other at a stone table.
In front of the three of them,
a teapot hovered in mid-air, as if held by an invisible hand, pouring tea into each of their cups.
As the teapot landed, a faint tea fragrance permeated the small courtyard.
Ping'er picked up her tea cup and took a sip.
She instantly tasted the difference.
This tea...
It was much inferior to the one she had tasted from He Song before.
