Pei Ye glared, "Her name is Changsun Jue, and she's my classmate from the National University!"
Qi Zhaohua smiled, "I know, the granddaughter of the Minister of Rites, the youngest Master of the Five Classics at the National University, I've long heard about her, and I didn't expect to see her today by Mr. Pei's side."
"Knowing that, you still talk nonsense. I've only met her for the second time, what relationship is there?"
"Oh, so Mr. Pei is into quantity over quality..."
Pei Ye boarded the carriage himself, too lazy to bother with her.
Qi Zhaohua followed with a smile.
The carriage traveled eastward, quickly entering the familiar and quiet avenue, the ancient and vast gardens reappeared in front of them.
