Li Qiang walked into the pavilion of the winery, surrounded by an artificial lake with two flat boats lingering on top, shrouded in mist that gave the illusion of a fairyland.
Li Qiang casually sat on a bench, his gaze drifting across the lake where koi carp would occasionally leap out. It was obvious that every part of this place had been well taken care of by Kang Tingshan.
Suddenly, a soft voice came from beside him, "Mr. Li, would you like some tea?"
Li Qiang turned his head to see an elegant woman in a qipao standing next to him, her fair skin complementing the cyan qipao, her black hair pinned up with a hair stick, and her enchanting eyes modestly downcast.
Li Qiang looked at the girl with interest, "What's your name?"
The woman's response was still indifferent, "My name is Xiaowan, the tea master of Qingyan Pavilion."
