Taoming Ye was sitting on the couch in the room drinking tea, and as soon as Ru Song came back, he relayed all that Su Xing said.
After listening, the corners of Taoming Ye's mouth slightly lifted, his eyes unfathomable, slowly rotating the teacup in his hand. After some time, he asked, "What do you think of your young mistress?"
Ru Song immediately flattered, "Good!"
Taoming Ye grabbed a handful of peanuts and laughingly threw them at Ru Song.
Ru Song didn't dodge, and instead still had a face full of smiles: "Master, in the future, just throw them at me as well, young mistress will bring back lots of silver, you throw a handful at me so I can share in the happiness."
