Qingxue: "Uncle knows Daddy and has known him for many years. This is such a coincidence, but why has your niece never seen you at home?"

The Duke of Guo was of a very high status, far beyond the reach of Leng Siqian, a mere fifth-rank doctor in Kyoto.

The man seemed to be chatting happily with Qingxue, but in fact, all his attention was on the woman opposite who was eating seriously.

She took two more bites of the crispy duck, and the man's eyes followed and unconsciously looked at the crispy duck for two more seconds.

He thought to himself, it turns out that she likes to eat duck. Then he can find a chef who can cook duck in the mansion.

Zheng Peizhi was multitasking while thinking, and at the same time he did not forget to respond to Leng Qingxue's chat with ease.

"Your father and I served in the same court, so we've known each other for quite some time. It's just that I was busy with all sorts of things before and didn't have time to visit."

"Now that we've moved next door, we'll be neighbors from now on. If my niece needs any help from you, just let me know. You're welcome."

If you want to be someone's cheap father, you have to be nice to your cheap daughter. Zheng Peizhi understands this.

The two of them chatted happily back and forth, but Yu'er didn't care much and turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside. She just wanted to have a good meal.

The chopsticks would occasionally visit the dishes in front of them, such as crispy duck, mixed soup, braised lamb, and blanched vegetables.

She didn't eat fast, but she ate faster than the two people who were chatting happily without eating.

Feeling about 80% full, Yuer put down his chopsticks in time and did not linger.

Seeing the two of them eating and chatting, it was obvious that it would take some time.

She took the hot towel handed to her, wiped her hands, picked up the brewed hot tea, lifted the lid and took two sips.

He sat there and waited for the two of them to finish eating before leaving.