Thank You, Brother Ding

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yao's beautiful brows furrowed slightly.

"I mean it literally." Wen Yunfang chuckled and swaggered off. It was obvious that she was deliberately keeping her in suspense without telling anyone the answer.

Jiang Yao did not need to guess for too long. Soon, someone called her, saying that Brother Ding was looking for her.

When Jiang Yao arrived, Ah Zhu and Lu Xingzhi were also in Brother Ding's teahouse. It seemed like the three of them had been sitting there for a long time and talking.

Ah Zhu greeted Jiang Yao when he saw her come in. Then, he gave up the seat next to Gu Changshu and changed to sit across from him.

Brother Ding sat on the main seat and made tea for the three of them personally. It was hard for Jiang Yao to tell that a person like Brother Ding liked the elegance of making tea. After all, in Shu City, tea leaves were more expensive than gold.