"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Sheng Mu asked in a cold voice.
Sheng Qian was taken aback, and then came to her senses.
Seeing Sheng Mu's wary look, Sheng Qian realized that Sheng Mu was wary of her.
"Does this land belong to your family?"
Sheng Mu was stumped by the question. "No, not exactly."
“Since that’s not the case, why do you care what I’m doing here?” Sheng Qian said. “As for who I am, you don’t seem to have the right to ask.”
Sheng Mu looked at Sheng Qian and felt like she had seen her somewhere before.
However, he had a very good memory and was certain that he had never met Sheng Qian before.
This sense of familiarity came somewhat inexplicably.
Sheng Qian's words also made Sheng Mu somewhat embarrassed.
yes.
What business is it of his who the other person is?
This land belongs to the government, so what right does he have to ask that question?
Sheng Mu said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, my tone wasn't very nice."
"It's alright, I'm magnanimous and won't hold it against you."
Does this mean he's stingy?
Sheng Mu was taken aback and didn't dare to refute.
Sheng Mu glanced at the area, which was somewhat messy.
There were quite a few wine bottles on the ground, along with some chicken bones and cookie boxes.
He only then noticed that his nose was filled with the smell of alcohol.
He couldn't help but glance at Sheng Qian again.
The young woman is really beautiful, but she's an alcoholic.
What a pity.
Sheng Mu subconsciously criticized, "You're a girl, why aren't you home for the New Year? Why are you drinking alone in a place like this in the middle of the night? What if you run into bad people?"
Upon hearing these words of reproach, Sheng Qian's eyes reddened.
"I'm all alone in Haicheng, with no friends or family."
Seeing Sheng Qian's slightly red eyes, Sheng Mu realized that he had spoken too harshly. Hearing her words, he felt embarrassed and heartbroken.
He didn't know what was wrong with him.
To say such things to a stranger, a woman.
Is he a busybody?
I didn't have this problem before.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
“It’s alright, ignorance is no excuse,” Sheng Qian smiled and said, “My name is Sheng Qian, what’s yours?”
Looking at the pretty girl with her bright, curved eyes, Sheng Mu lowered her gaze somewhat shyly, then suddenly looked up, "You also have the surname Sheng?"
“Hmm,” Sheng Qian smiled, “So, your surname is Sheng.”
"Sheng Mu".
"Nice name."
"Thank you. Yours is good too."
“My parents named me this. The fortune teller said I have a strong destiny, and the character ‘Qian’ (浅) is just right for me.”
Although Sheng Mu didn't know why Sheng Qian was explaining this to him, he didn't feel offended.
"Sheng Mu".
A shout came from behind.
He is a member of the Sheng family, named Sheng Mu.
"I'm going home now," Sheng Mu waved and ran towards her house.
Sheng Qian smiled as she watched Sheng Mu's retreating figure.
After cleaning up the mess on the ground, they got into the car and left the vicinity of the Sheng family's residence.
Meanwhile, in the capital city...
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Sheng Ting went to the teahouse with Zhou Ran.
The first day of the Lunar New Year is a time when others visit each other's homes to wish each other good fortune and prosperity, but their clothing store and pharmacy are closed, with all employees going home for the New Year. They will not return to work normally until the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.
So only Sheng Ting and Zhou Ran were left at home.
This was Sheng Ting's first time visiting a teahouse like this.
I couldn't help but look around, but I didn't want anyone around me to notice, lest I make a fool of myself.
"I wonder where Xiaoqian is now, and whether she's spending this New Year alone."
“Why are you worried about her? I think Sheng Qian is living a more carefree life than anyone else right now, so don’t worry about her,” Zhou Ran pointed to the large private room inside: “This is the room. I specially paid for the private room. The window is openwork, so you can see the scenery outside.”
"This place is too luxurious."
It has an antique charm and exudes classical luxury in every aspect.
There are also pavilions and towers.
It's been turned into something like an old-fashioned study.
Sheng Ting sat down next to Zhou Ran.
Through the large, openwork window, I could see people passing by on a long corridor outside.
I didn’t expect so many people to come to this kind of place to drink tea on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Are they all as lonely as they are?
"Uncle."
A woman's voice suddenly came from outside.
Sheng Ting glanced outside unintentionally and saw a tall, slender figure walk past, nod to a woman coming from the other side, exchange a few words, and then go inside.
The man's voice, carrying a sense of steady maturity, drew Sheng Ting's attention.
But all you could see was the man's back.
The female classmate standing next to Tang Zijing was also looking at the man's figure and exclaimed, "Zijing, your uncle is really handsome, not at all inferior to that elegant young master of the Long family!"
"Hmph, he thinks he can compare to Long Xingzhou? He's good at everything – eating, drinking, gambling, etc. Look at Long Xingzhou, he's not even fit to carry someone's shoes."
Tang Zijing made no attempt to hide her disgust for her uncle.
If it weren't for her status as an elder, she wouldn't have bothered to feign respect.
The female classmate said, "What a pity for such a good-looking face."
"He's not even as good as the servants in the house. If it weren't for his family backing him up, he would have been beaten to death long ago. Would he still be able to come here and drink tea so leisurely today? Meeting him here is really bad luck. Let's go to the other side and stay away from him. It's really unlucky," Tang Zijing said irritably.
The female classmate secretly regretted it again.
Perhaps it was because the two of them mentioned the Long family that Sheng Ting paid extra attention.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ran walked over and stood next to Sheng Ting, looking out. He could only see the occasional guest passing by in the corridor.
Sheng Ting shook her head: "It's alright, Sister Zhou, what kind of tea would you like to drink?"
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