Jin Qianqian felt it was best to leave such headaches to others.
Watching Li Xia happily run over to Lichun and the others, she finally reached up to press her temples.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Ancient Wen Heng appeared at her side, reaching out to touch her forehead.
"It's nothing, just a small situation has come up. Why don't we have the kitchen prepare some food? Mrs. He and the others should be down soon, right?"
Jin Qianqian felt it was best not to discuss these matters until they were settled.
Ancient Wen Heng glanced at her and went along with her suggestion. "Let's see what specialty dishes they have here.
You were here for a while last time. Why don't we go together?"
Jin Qianqian replied, "Their bamboo shoot dish is quite good…"
That night, as Lichun and the others helped Jin Qianqian prepare for bed, their faces were full of complicated emotions.
