Squeezed to the side, Bai Yiming watched with a mix of tears and laughter as An Yiqing, surrounded by a few brewmasters, helplessly shook his head. It seemed that the little girl had quite the talent for winning people over.
Throughout the entire day, An Yiqing remained deeply engrossed in scholarly discussions with several brewmasters, completely forgetting about Bai Yiming who had come with her. And Young Master Bai, wholeheartedly devoted to his beloved, naturally wouldn't miss out on this opportunity to spend time with An Yiqing—even if a few brewmasters around him kept muttering nonstop, but he endured it.
Finding a random spot in the workshop, Bai Yiming nonchalantly sat down. Even in such a simple place, this enchanting man somehow gave off the illusion of sitting on a throne.
Leaning back in his chair, Bai Yiming's wicked eyes unblinkingly stared at An Yiqing, who was busy discussing techniques with the brewmasters, feeling completely satisfied in his heart.