"Manman, what are we doing at the teahouse?"
"To take a break, have a cup of tea, and eat some snacks. I felt uneasy this morning and didn't eat well," replied Lian Manman.
"Oh," Wu Lang was somewhat at a loss for words.
"This is also the first time our families visit since becoming in-laws; we can't let people look down on us," Lian Manman said, "Let's rest at the teahouse and tidy up a bit."
Wu Lang suddenly realized, thinking to himself that girls really do pay attention to details, something he hadn't considered.
The carriage stopped in front of the Yonghe Teahouse, and Lian Manman jumped down. It was indeed the county town; just by looking at the grand and lavish front of the Yonghe Teahouse, one could tell it was not something the teahouses and restaurants in Qingyang Town could compare with.
The waitstaff of the teahouse saw customers arriving and hurriedly came over to greet them.
"Lead us to a private room," Lian Manman crisply instructed.
