Nan Mufeng had already anticipated it; after seeing Jing Xianjun at the amusement park today, Loh Minxian would be next to appear. Those people forgotten by Jian Xi would also show up one by one as fate arranged.
"You're here? Sit down!" Nan Mufeng poured Loh Minxian a cup of tea, "Have you had dinner?"
"I ate on the way." Loh Minxian sat down by the tea table.
The tea table, made from fine Chinese Cedarwood, retained its natural wood shape, looking primitive yet luxurious. The tea in the emerald cup was a bright red with a rich aroma.
Loh Minxian praised, "Is this Puer tea?"
"Yes, Xianjun said you can only drink ripe tea." Nan Mufeng glanced at Loh Minxian, half intentionally, half unintentionally.
Loh Minxian was momentarily stunned but soon returned to the main topic: "I saw that Jian Xi is back, is it true? She's still alive?"
"Yes, she's back. But she has amnesia and doesn't remember you." The smile on Nan Mufeng's lips deepened, carrying a hint of schadenfreude.
