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Chapter 27 The Mysterious Man Wearing a Cloak

After three days and three nights of journey, the carriage finally arrived at the foot of Xiangshan Lingfo Hall.

"Third Miss, we will arrive at the Lingfo Hall soon. Let's have a drink of tea at the foot of the mountain and rest for a while before heading on our way." Chunxiang looked at Fang Qing, who was turning the book indifferently, and asked for her opinion.

Fang Qing raised her hand to open the roller blind and looked at a small and elegant teahouse outside. She nodded. "Okay, let's go to the small teahouse opposite to rest for half an hour."

She folded the page she was reading just now and put down the book indifferently. Chunxiang took off the wheelchair from the straps, put it on the ground, and then struggled to hold Fang Qing and sit on the wheelchair.

Fang Qing raised her eyes and saw dense beads of sweat on Chunxiang's forehead, and she raised her light eyebrows slightly.

"Here." She took out a piece of brightly colored silk from her sleeve and handed it to Chunxiang. Chunxiang was puzzled for a moment, and Fang Qing pointed to her forehead. She seemed to understand something and laughed like a fool.

"Thank you, Miss Third." Chunxiang took the silk silk and quickly wiped the sweat off her forehead. Then she handed it back to Fang Qing, but she shook her head.

"Keep it, I'll give it to you." She spoke in a natural tone, without any hint of disdain or condescension. She was just naturally indifferent, making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

After Chunxiang spent this time together, she also had some understanding of Fang Qing's preferences. After the third lady woke up from a coma, her preferences were completely different from before.

As for this piece of brightly colored silk, Chunxiang seemed to like it, but the third lady didn't like it. So, was it originally intended to be given to her if she kept it?

Chunxiang looked at Fang Qing with slightly grateful eyes. Her expression was the same as before, with no change, a light, calm look.

"Chunxiang, you only have half an hour." Does she really want to waste time in daze? Fang Qing's indifferent words made Chunxiang immediately put away the silk, and she pushed Fang Qing into the elegant little teahouse.

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The teahouse is not big, but the business is quite prosperous, and there are people sitting on every table.

"Miss Third, let's find another teahouse." Chunxiang wanted to leave, but Fang Qing shook her head and pointed to the table next to the window.

Sitting there was a man in white wearing a cloak, a handsome young man dressed like a book boy.

"Just sit there."

"But Miss Third, someone is already sitting at that table." Chunxiang hesitated.

Fang Qing glanced at her lightly. "We only have half an hour, and we are just passers-by here for half an hour. We can just sit down if we can." As soon as she finished speaking, the man in white sat next to the window.

, his hand that raised the cup to drink tea paused slightly.

When Chunxiang saw Fang Qing say this, she had no choice but to push Fang Qing to that table.

"There are already people at our table, please go to other tables." The handsome young man jumped up when he saw them sitting down opposite.

The girl was already thin-skinned. When the boy said this, Chunxiang's face turned red, and then she glared angrily at the handsome boy who didn't give him any face.

"Miss Third, the people at this table are so rude, let's move to another table," Chunxiang suggested.

Fang Qing knocked on the table.

"Xiao Er!" Although her voice was low, it was clear to the ears.

"I would like to ask you two girls, do you have anything to tell me?" The waiter in the teahouse had already noticed that something was wrong here, and he was worried that something would happen. Now Fang Qing called out, and he immediately ran over.

"Are these two gentlemen the bosses of your store?" Fang Qing said calmly and looked across. The man in white under the cloak twitched his beautiful lips slightly.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. "Of course not, these two gentlemen are just guests drinking tea in a small shop."

"That's good. Please give us a pot of tea to quench our thirst and two plates of snacks." Fang Qing finished his instructions and remained calm.

The waiter was surprised, but he still responded. "Okay, you two girls will be here soon."

"I said two girls, if you didn't hear clearly, I'll say it again, this table is occupied, please go to another table." The handsome young man had an unceremonious expression written on his face.


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