"Yuanxi."
The young man approached and said, "Why are you looking at Haitang flowers so late at night? You'll have plenty of chances later. It's freezing right now."
"Liu Qing, I just got back to the country and I wanted to see them," Jiang Yuanxi cooed.
"Alright, alright," Liu Qing nodded helplessly.
"By the way, I just ran into a university classmate of mine. She said she was going home, but she was actually walking toward the mountaintop." Jiang Yuanxi scoffed, "Same old vanity, always so concerned with appearances."
Liu Qing didn't think much of it. Mount Haitang only restricted entry after 8:00 PM and began clearing people out at 9:00 PM. It had just gotten dark, so there were still plenty of tourists and residents from the high-end neighborhood at the foot of the mountain out for a stroll.
"By the way, isn't your uncle's family from a long line of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners? Why did they move to the Haitang Villa District too?"
