Li Chun'er directly sat down on the empty seat next to her, and a servant boy quickly looked at the Shopkeeper of Bailan Pavilion, indicating him to serve tea.
The Shopkeeper of Bailan Pavilion, extremely aggrieved, waved his hand irritably, instructing the waiter to serve tea.
Fifteen minutes passed…
Two quarters of an hour passed…
Zhang Ling'er looked at Li Chun'er with a sullen face, listening to her maidservants telling interesting stories, laughing heartily.
Looking downstairs, still no sign of the young miss returning, her face as calm as water, suspicion already forming in her heart.
Another fifteen minutes passed.
The young ladies behind her remained as quiet as chickens, not daring to say much.
At this moment, Miss Zhong saw someone familiar downstairs and exclaimed, "Ling'er, it's Miss Wang."
Zhang Ling'er wore a confident smile, thinking she could finally embarrass Li Chun'er, smiled and looked downstairs, but then her smile froze.
