Soon, Miao Yi Niang returned, carrying a large tray. On it were several exquisite dishes, which she placed onto the table. She also took out a pot of warm wine and placed it between the two men. "Please enjoy, gentlemen, I have other matters to attend to…"
"Hold on." Xu Erfu quickly said.
"Huh?" Miao Yi Niang shot a frigid glance at Xu Erfu and casually said, "Are you planning to flirt with me again?"
Xu Erfu shrank his neck and glanced at a 300-year-old porcelain vase that he'd casually placed on the window sill, his mouth twitched as he spoke. "Chu Mo has something he wants to talk to you about."
"Oh?" Miao Yi Niang glanced at Chu Mo. "Have you finally come around? Willing to accept me as your maid?"
"..." Chu Mo facepalmed, exasperated. "Where did that thought come from?"
Xu Erfu made a jealous face at them. "Listen... Sister Miao, do you have to be like this? I was one of the people who saved you back then! Why have you always fixated on repaying Chu Mo? This is so unfair!"
