Seeing the state of affairs, the little maid behind Liu Qingqing realized her mistake and warily watched Mo Yan, fearing she might harm her mistress.
With feigned indifference, Mo Yan said, "Miss Liu, don't be courteous. If it's convenient, may we talk inside?"
"If Miss Mo doesn't mind my humble house, it is Qingqing's honor!" Liu Qingqing's expression remained unchanged, still polite and courteous.
Mo Yan gave a slight nod and, without waiting for Liu Qingqing's invitation, walked in with an air of pride.
Liu Qingqing frowned slightly, stopping the maid who was about to burst out in anger, and asked her to go to the kitchen to boil water for a pot of good tea.
The courtyard Liu Qingqing rented was small, with a single reception hall, two rooms, and a kitchen. The doors to the rooms were closed, so the interior was not visible, but the reception hall was arranged warmly and elegantly, giving a comfortable impression.
