Sun Yingying watched A'niu, whose eyes were gleaming, without saying a word.
Embarrassed, A'niu scratched his head, "The weather is really nice today, huh."
Sun Yingying extended her hand politely to Xia Meng, "Hello, I'm Sun Yingying from the Peach Blossom Hotel."
"Hello, the fruit feast at your hotel is very delicious."
The two women grasped each other's hands in a simple greeting.
"I'm A'niu, nice to meet you." A'niu hastily extended his hand too.
"Come on, what's there to be happy about?"
Xia Meng gave A'niu a glare and turned to walk towards the yard.
A'niu awkwardly withdrew his hand and scratched his head again.
What a strong-willed beauty, I like it.
A'niu, helping the limping Sun Yingying, followed Xia Meng into the yard.
"What brings you to Zhenlong Hall?" Xia Meng made a welcoming gesture to Sun Yingying with her hand.
The two sat down at the stone table and chairs beneath the large locust tree.