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Compared to the bustle downstairs, the upstairs was much quieter.
There was just one person, seated at a table by the window.
"Qiaosi, you've lost weight recently. Don't just drink tea, eat some meat."
Su Xingyue was very familiar with this voice... It was Chu Qiaosi's agent's voice.
Turning her head for a closer look, sure enough, it was Chu Qiaosi and his entourage.
At that moment, Chu Qiaosi, like Su Xingyue, was dressed in costume, adorned in ancient attire.
Clad in a white robe, his long hair tied back, the genial man sat by the window, holding a small teacup, leisurely savoring the tea while listening to the rain.
It must be said, he was quite suited to such a style.
Only when he heard footsteps from this side did Chu Qiaosi put down his teacup and turn his head to look over.