Merchant Yang was stunned, and he followed Han Tingxun, a little puzzled. Then, he saw him stopping at a stall selling soy milk.
The servant who had just found his master was puzzled when Merchant Yang suddenly dragged him away. They also stopped at the soy milk stall.
Could it be that his master doesn't want the soy milk anymore? The servant thought in confusion.
"Mr. Han, you don't need to buy from their stall. I already bought a jug from them." Merchant Yang announced, a little glad he had made the right judgement.
Han Tingxun never touched alcohol. Hence, he bought this interesting drink from the Xiao family's stall for him to try.
"Little girl, how are you?" Han Tingxun suddenly turned toward Xiao Qingya. He scanned her from head to toe and found out that she had fully recovered.
She had become much more lively as she nestled in her mother's embrace.
"This gentleman is…?" Zhou Anran pretended to ask. Her face showed utter bewilderment.
