Chapter 50: Good heavens, we're home!

"Sir, your wontons are here!"

The stall owner smiled broadly and placed a steaming bowl of wontons in front of her: "Please enjoy, but be careful, it's hot."

"Okay, thank you."

Yuan Siyin withdrew her gaze, no longer looking at the inconspicuous scenery in the distance, and turned to thank him.

"Miss Yuan... Miss Yuan..."

Upon seeing her face, the stall owner shuddered, and his hand holding the chopsticks unconsciously loosened.

Fortunately, Yuan Siyin reacted quickly, scooping up the scattered chopsticks, taking a pair for herself, and stuffing the rest back into the chopstick holder on the table.

"You're welcome, go ahead and get back to work."

The thin, almost transparent dough wraps around glistening minced meat, which, when soaked in clear broth, releases an enticing aroma. Bright green scallions float on the side, making it look incredibly appetizing.

Yuan Siyin picked up a small wonton, blew on it, and put it in her mouth. She felt the rich and delicious meaty flavor fill her mouth immediately.

The skin is thin and the filling is generous, the meat is tender and elastic, and even the soup is fresh and rich.

She sighed contentedly, and was about to turn around and praise the stall owner when she saw that the wonton stall behind her had disappeared without a trace, leaving only her bare table and chair.

That said, there did seem to be some clanging or clattering noises when she was eating, but she forgot to turn around and look.

So the boss ran away before he even got her money?

That's incredibly unprofessional!

She hasn't even run yet, why should he run?!

But given her notorious reputation... it seems like he should be the one running away.

The man stopped in his tracks as he watched this scene, and chuckled softly with his arms crossed.

This woman is interesting; she doesn't seem like a person from the Central Plains, but rather has the temperament of someone from the Great Liang.

Ignoring his entourage, he stepped forward, unfastened the jeweled curved dagger from his waist, placed it on the bench, and casually lifted his robe to sit down in front of her.

Yuan Siyin looked up at the sound and saw that the man had a high nose bridge and a distinctly foreign look. His narrow, blue eyes had a hint of evil, but his strong physique was also masculine and domineering.

"Beautiful girl, what's your name?"

The man's voice was sexy and deep, like the rich and unrestrained liquor from the grasslands. Before you knew it, you were already intoxicated by it, floating and sinking without realizing how long you had been lost in it.

but--

Immediately afterwards, a dozen or so burly, broad-shouldered followers swarmed around her, staring at her menacingly.

Yuan Siyin swallowed the wontons, instinctively protecting her bowl, and didn't speak to this strange man.

Are human traffickers really this brazen these days?

"Bukash, step back."

Wan Qiyao gently dismissed him, and seeing that Yuan Siyin did not answer, he introduced himself in a generous manner: "My name is Yao, you can call me A Yao."

I am from Daliang, and I have come to the Central Plains to do business.

"People from Daliang?"

Yuan Siyin was dumbfounded.

What happened? Did the author update behind her back?

She didn't see this at all when she was reading the book.

Good heavens, good heavens, open the door for good heavens, good heavens, we're home.

"Yes, young lady, you were truly skilled just now. I wonder if I could have the honor of getting to know you?"

"I will not change my name or surname, Si Fangming."

Yuan Siyin took a sip of soup and silently gave herself a thumbs up for her cleverness.

After all, girls need to protect themselves when they're out.

What wicked thoughts could she possibly have? But if anything goes wrong, let Si Fangming take the blame.

"Hmm? Si Fangming?" The man's tone rose slightly, sounding somewhat surprised.

“That’s right, Si Fangming.”

"Alright, Yao has noted it down."

Wan Qiyao murmured to himself several times, then smiled, stood up, clasped his hands in a fist and said to her, "If fate allows, I hope to see you again, Miss."