Xiao Nanhui gritted his teeth and glared at Yao Yi, who looked calm and composed, as if waiting to see the show.
Adjusting his expression, Xiao Nanhui spoke carefully, "Well...it was an emergency. As you know, the weather was bad a few days ago. Well, if you want to blame it, blame the loose seal of the bamboo tube..."
Wu Xing couldn't listen anymore. He picked up the tea and took a sip tremblingly: "D-damp?"
Xiao Nanhui's head almost dropped under the table: "...it's wet."
The cup in Wu Xing's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and he collapsed on the mat.
Xiao Nanhui tried to salvage the situation a little, stretching out his palm to compare: "Actually, it's not a big spot, just a palm-sized stain..."
Wu Xing still looked heartbroken: "What a sin, what a sin..."
Xiao Nanhui bowed to Wu Xing with his butt raised, and said sincerely, "Xiao Nanhui knows that his sins are grave. Sir, please feel free to ask for anything. Xiao Nanhui is willing to bear the responsibility and make up for the losses this time."
Wu Xing looked up at her weakly. "There's only one blueprint of this in the world. How are you going to make up for it?"
Xiao Nanhui was speechless and could only remain silent.
Yao Yi, who had been silent all this time, finally moved his butt slightly, picked up the cup that Wu Xing had dropped on the ground, and wiped it clean with a plain towel.
"Master Xiao is really humorous. I almost believed what he said."
Xiao Nanhui looked at him in confusion, and Wu Xing struggled to stand up. "What do you mean, Manager Yao?"
"Master Xiao was just joking with you. If you don't believe me, just open the bamboo tube and examine the contents yourself."
Wu Xing opened the bamboo tube on the table doubtfully, took out the contents and unfolded them. It was indeed the blueprint of the Zou Mansion, intact without any water stains.
This time it was Xiao Nanhui's turn to stare wide-eyed. Yao Yi pretended not to see and said cheerfully to Wu Xing, "The piece Sir Xiao borrowed earlier was a replica made by someone in the building based on the original drawing. How could I, Yao, dare to neglect such a valuable item, Sir?"
So that's how it is. I guess Yao Yi anticipated that she would experience difficulties on her way to Huozhou, so he had a backup plan in advance.
Just like she said a long time ago, although Yao Yi is a little ugly and has bad words, he is still very reliable when doing things.
Wu Xing was overjoyed to see his beloved treasure finally found.
Yao Yi then clapped his hands again.
The compartment door opened, and a person who looked like a child respectfully placed a red lacquer tube sealed with wax on the table, and then quietly retreated.
Yao Yi presented the red lacquer tube to Wu Xing. "Bamboo tubes aren't moisture-proof. This is a lacquered nanmu painting tube. Sir, use this next time you want to store such rare items."
Although Wu Xing was a bit pedantic, he definitely recognized this as a good thing. He accepted it with many thanks and carefully took the blueprint of the house that had "spent many twists and turns" and prepared to put it away.
Not only was the property returned to its original owner, but a gift was also given as well. It seemed that Wu Xing could not escape Yao Yi's control at all.
Xiao Nanhui subconsciously stepped forward to help, and his eyes glanced at the lower left corner of the thin paper, and his gaze suddenly stopped.
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