"Brother Youheng," Lian Manman greeted with a smile, thinking to herself that time was silver, and how could she not be in a hurry? She was also worried that if she delayed too long, Wang Youheng might change his mind.
Wang Youheng came over and patted Xiao Qi on the head.
"Let Shopkeeper Wang handle this. Manman, come sit with me in the house and have a cup of tea," he said.
Lian Manman, Lian Zhizhi, Wu Lang, and Xiao Qi followed Wang Youheng to the guest room, where a young attendant brought over tea and snacks.
Lian Manman sat down confidently, while Lian Zhizhi and Wu Lang were somewhat restrained, sitting up straight. Even Xiao Qi sat properly, and although he was curious about the furnishings in the room and coveted the snacks on the table, he refrained from looking around.
"It must be hot from the journey. This is sour plum soup, chilled; it should quench your thirst," Wang Youheng offered.