of the woman's eye in bed.She cried!Whether it was three years ago or three years from now, in Shen Xiuqin's memory, she had never seen Jian Tong shed tears for anyone!For Lu Chen!For some reason, wh...From Erhai Lake to Dali Ancient City, there are dedicated buses to each town along the way.

It wasn't like the big city buses, it was more like those small buses from decades ago, maybe ten or so seats.

At this moment, the woman and Lu Ming were driving a pickup truck belonging to their guesthouse on the road to Dali Ancient City.

Along the way, vast fields stretch out, and high-rise buildings are nowhere to be seen here.

Lu Mingchu rolled down the car window, "Want to listen to some music"

"As you wish." The woman languidly squinted, leaning back in the passenger seat, half asleep, with little desire to speak.

Lu Ming narrowed his eyes and glanced at her.

Wind blew in from the car window, but her long, waist-length black hair was somehow getting in the way.

Her hair was tousled by the wind, a strand of it falling to her ear. The man reached out with his long finger and gently touched it.

A chill grazed her cheek, jolting her awake. She opened her drowsy eyes, a flicker of alertness in them. "What are you doing"

"Your hair's a mess," he chuckled, pretending not to see the apprehension in her eyes. His long fingers swiftly lifted the stray strands that had fallen from her bun and tucked them behind her ear.

"Slap—" Another slap landed squarely on Lu Mingchu's pale hand without any hesitation.

"Ugh～" This woman!

A shadow flashed across Lu Ming's eyes, but the next moment, a look of grievance appeared on his face: "Boss~ you don't know a good heart when you see one. I just saw your hair was messy, so I helped straighten it."

By the way

"Mr. Lu, do you just like to use your hands"

She was annoyed, this was clearly a scoundrel.

"Um... I, uh..." The man hesitated.

The woman raised an eyebrow half-heartedly. "What's that"

"It's... OCD, isn't it" Lu Mingchu mumbled, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his handsome features. This sight left the woman in the passenger seat silent for a moment...

Obsessive-compulsive disorder… you really can't blame him for that.

Then I looked at the man beside me... that shy expression, and those eyes full of grievance, really didn't seem like he was lying.

Maybe... I was wrong about him

The woman fell silent for a moment before saying, "Drive carefully."

When Lu Ming turned his head, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his long, narrow phoenix eyes narrowed with pleasure.

After that, there were no more words spoken. Only the song "Purple Fireworks" played repeatedly in the car.

I don't know how Lumingchu can stand this kind of music that only women like to hear. Anyway, in this car, only this song can be listened to.

Following the navigation, it took about an hour to finally reach Dali Ancient City.

Before getting out of the car, the woman said, "Mr. Lu, let's make a deal first. My legs and feet aren't very nimble, so I can't walk fast. If you still insist on having me accompany you to choose gifts, then you might have to accommodate my walking speed."

Of course, if you change your mind, I can also call my old friend in Gucheng now and have him accompany Lu Xian…"

Before she could finish her words, Lu Mingchu waved his hand dismissively: “I don’t need anyone else, I want you.”

Silence followed as both of them were taken aback.

The woman gave the man before her a strange look. The latter, Lu Mingchu, quickly reacted and laughed loudly: "Boss, it was you who said you'd give me a gift, wasn't it It's not your acquaintance."

In a word, it eased the awkwardness brought about by the previous statement.

Since asking that woman her name last time, Lu Mingchu hadn't received a response and stopped asking. He just kept calling out, "Boss, Boss."

Women also seem to have taken it for granted.

A tea shop, nestled in a narrow alley of the ancient city. Its location wasn't particularly good. Lu Ming followed closely behind the woman, walking slowly but reaching the end of the alley where he saw this small store hidden amidst the bustling marketplace.

It's quite interesting, stepping inside feels ancient and elegant.

"Look, if they don't have what you like here, we can go to another store."

She finished speaking and then found a wicker chair to sit down in.

The shop owner brought over some new tea, "Why haven't you come here for a sit in so long"

She picked up the cup and, without any awkwardness, took a sip: "The tea here is the best." She looked at the owner who had just walked over, without waiting for a response.

"If you like it, I'll bring you a can when I go back." The owner of the tea shop was a woman in her thirties. They had known each other for three years and had a deep understanding of each other.

Lu Mingchu seemed to be picking teacups, but his peripheral vision constantly kept an eye on Jian Tong.

"Do you have a favorite" The woman noticed Lu Ming's gaze and put down her teacup, asking him.

"Yes," Lu Mingchu pointed to the antique shelf, "I want this set."

The woman and the tea shop owner both looked over, slightly startled.

The tea shop owner said meaningfully, "This gentleman is quite discerning."

The woman beside him fell silent for a moment before raising her head and shaking it at Lu Mingchu. She spoke slowly, "That won't work."

Lu Ming tasted it for a moment, then arched an eyebrow: "What's your reason"

The woman said nothing.

The female tea shop owner smiled: “That set of teaware isn’t exquisite. How about choosing a new one”

"I'll take this whole set." Lu Mingchu narrowed his eyes and smiled mischievously.

"You really want that whole set" The tea shop owner's smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.

Lu Ming didn't answer immediately, his black eyes shifting to the silent woman beside the female boss... He could naturally see that the set of teacups was crudely made. Among all the tea sets, this one stood out the most because it was the crudest.

It was just a random selection anyway.

But the reactions between these two women were truly interesting.

"No matter what, I only want this set." Lu Mingchu's gaze was fixed on the silent woman sitting on the wicker chair, as he answered the female boss's question.

It’s not pretty either.

"I like it."

The female boss suddenly laughed, the seriousness on her face vanished. She stood up, her tall figure in a tailored cheongsam, gracefully walked towards Lu Mingchu, and with her pale hand, took down that set of teaware from the bookshelf:

That's expensive, oh.

When handing the item to Lu Mingchu, the female boss smiled and joked.

"I like it."

As he spoke, he proactively took out his wallet.

A rustling sound came from the side, and a hand suddenly reached out from the diagonal: “I’ll come. As I promised, this is mine to give you.”

The female boss first glanced at the woman who, despite her injured leg, rushed over. Then she looked up at Lu Mingchu. This man was tall and imposing with an extraordinary bearing. The female boss gave a slight smile revealing a canine tooth, and moved her finger from the money Lu Mingchu had pulled out to the woman's hand.

The woman let out a sigh of relief.

But...

Abruptly, the female boss's pale fingertips darted towards Lu Mingchu's direction with incredible speed. She snatched the money from his hand without even counting how much there was.

Without giving anyone a chance to react, she quickly handed the set of teacups to Lu Mingchu: "This is yours."

The woman beside him froze.

He looked at the female boss, opened his mouth, but hesitated.

The female boss's eyes sparkled as she walked to the counter and bent down, seemingly picking something up. "Sir, this is for you."

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

Lu Ming took it readily, but the corner of his eye caught a neat line of small print on the business card, and his black eyes flashed.

"What's this" The woman, not seeing the boss hand something to Lu Mingchu, tilted her head in a puzzled manner.

"It's nothing, just a business card. She wants to do business with me," Lu Mingchu said calmly, his large hand clenching the card and slipping it back into his pocket.

When the two of them left the shop, Lu Mingchu said, "Wait for me here a moment, I'll put the tea set back in the car."

After putting the tea set in the car, Lu Mingchu took out a business card from his pocket. A line of small characters jumped into his eyes:

What you bought is a teapot with a story. It was hand-made by the boss of Yiju, and it's ugly as sin.

If you are interested in hearing its story, give this number a call.or forgiveness just for Qin Mumumu.Jian Tong didn't want to explain anything to anyone.When the elevator doors opened, she took a deep breath and let out a heavy sigh. As she stepped out, her peripher...