Chapitre 287: 286 the two elders are acting masters, with exquisite acting skills

Outside, the cold wind whistled mournfully.

Inside, the elder was caressing his pipe, his eyes glancing towards the teapot not far away. Tim Payne hurriedly got up, poured a cup of dark plum with dried tangerine peel, and handed it over with both hands, but he didn't reach for it.

The tea was scalding hot, and his fingertips were ironed to a bright red.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" the elder frowned.

"I really didn't expect that you and Grandma would have such a siheyuan in Capital City—the proverb is right, 'A cunning rabbit has three burrows.'"

The old man only felt a headache coming on, "Don't try to be slick with me!"

Tim Payne pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

"Well, how did you find it?"

"She was at Payne Corps customizing a ring and ran into some trouble. I happened to be at the company, so I stepped in and gave her a hand," Tim Payne recounted, still feeling it was all like a dream.

"It must have been destiny, the heavens sent her back."