Ancient Wen Heng hadn't expected that before he even made a move, some people would show up right in front of him looking for trouble.
"Mr. Gu," Xiao Wanyu said, leaning against the carriage with a frail and delicate air. "I didn't expect to run into you here. Could you give me a ride?"
Ancient Wen Heng glanced at the teahouse behind him, just as He Nan was walking out. Under his gaze, He Nan braced himself and walked over.
"Mr. Gu?"
Hearing this coquettish voice, Ancient Wen Heng immediately berated Hong Da, "Look how filthy this carriage is. Take it back and give it a good cleaning."
Hong Da glanced at the woman beside them. 'She's clearly wearing the hairstyle of a married woman, yet she's putting on such an act. I wonder which unlucky family brought a woman like that through their doors.'
