As far as the eye could see, the entire backyard exuded a clean and refreshing atmosphere; even the lingering smell of blood had completely disappeared. If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes last night, she truly wouldn't have believed how efficiently they had handled things.
"Tomb Spirit, do you think I've been exposed?"
"Probably. Anyway, the boss hasn't shown up at all. So what if they guessed? As long as the boss denies it, who can do anything to them?" The tomb spirit paused and said in a roguish tone.
"...It's a coincidence." Mo Lan curled the corners of her lips. As long as she didn't admit it, the other party was indeed helpless. There were many similar things, and no one could guarantee that she was the only one with them.
"Young Miss, breakfast is here." Hua Bao placed the tray on the table, and Mo Lan immediately noticed the blue floral note on the tray.
"This is?"
"This servant doesn't know either. A young master gave it to me when I went upstairs, saying that Miss would know once she saw it."
Hua Bao looked uneasy, because the person came and went so quickly that there was no room for refusal.
Mo Lan opened the letter paper and looked at the few lines of elegant and graceful running script with a deep gaze.
"To the lady, thank you for your help last night. I have prepared a cup of tea and a few snacks. I hope you will come to express my gratitude." There was no signature, but both parties understood each other perfectly.
Clutching the floral note, Mo Lan turned to look at the backyard.
Sure enough, a man dressed in a sky-blue wide-sleeved robe was sitting in the courtyard. His most distinctive feature was still the blue-faced fox mask. Who else could it be but Qin Su?
Indeed, there was a tea table in front of him, with wisps of smoke rising from it, exuding elegance.
At this moment, he was gently handling the tea set, his focused expression as if he were caressing a work of art, which was indeed pleasing to the eye.
Even so, Mo Lan had no intention of keeping the appointment. Since she had made up her mind to renege on the agreement, she certainly couldn't just walk into it herself.
Qin Su seemed to sense Mo Lan's gaze, and slightly raised his head. When their eyes met in the air, he slightly curled the corners of his lips, raised the teacup in his hand, and gestured to Mo Lan, the invitation couldn't be clearer.
Mo Lan glanced at him, raised the bun in her hand, took a bite, and then slammed the back window shut.
Qin Su stared at the window that had suddenly closed on the second floor, his expression momentarily stunned, almost burning his hand. But then, remembering the fleeting hint of mockery in the other person's eyes, he felt a strange sense of relief.
What a fierce woman!
A few gossipers hiding not far away stared blankly as their master was ruthlessly rejected. After a moment of silence, Tingyu couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Pfft~, this is the first time our young master has ever been given the cold shoulder. It's really quite rare."
"Shut up!" Jing Lei glared at him, looking at the empty courtyard. "What do we do next?"
"Whatever." What can you do if the girl doesn't give you face? Are you going to kidnap her?
Hearing the whispers behind him, Qin Su's expression hardened. "You guys have a lot of free time?"
"Young Master, you misunderstand. We were just passing by and were very busy." With no gossip to glean, the four of them turned and left in tacit agreement, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Qin Su gave a soft hum, quickly regaining her composure, and only began tending to the tea leaves when the kettle started to bubble.
When it comes to drinking tea, he often prefers one person.
One person gets tranquility, two people get fun, and three people get a finished product.
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