To put Bao Yun at ease, Housekeeper Liu added, "I'll explain things well to the old lady."
"Thank you, Uncle Liu. I'll have someone bring in the tea leaves."
"Alright."
An Yin blinked her big, misty eyes, listening to their cryptic conversation, feeling utterly bored.
As Bao Yun turned to leave, he noticed the little girl in a daze, her eyes like autumn waters, clear and bright.
The girl's skin was fairer than snow, accentuated by her long black hair, making her even more striking. Her eyes, moving with grace, were as pure and clear as a pool of autumn water.
As he watched her, Bao Yun seemed to see an old acquaintance, and his gaze grew darker.
"Little girl, let's go," Bao Yun said softly.
"Huh?" An Yin was jolted back to reality, and upon realizing her distraction, she blushed and lowered her head, "Alright."
The two walked one after the other.
