When she looked up, she happened to see a small light brown cabinet opposite her, divided into many small compartnts, each labeled with different nas.
All of them were rare teas.
"Mo Beiye?" The man’s pleasant voice brought Gu Shengyin’s thoughts back.
She showed a smile on her face: "I am Mo Beiye, are you Qingyue’s brother?"
Her tone was very natural, as if the person she was facing was just a brother of a close friend, not so Crown Prince of the underworld.
In fact, the real Mo Beiye couldn’t possibly know Yu Qingyun’s identity either.
Yu Qingyun hadn’t encountered anyone speaking to him so naturally for a long ti.
He seriously examined the young master in front of him.
It must be said, good-looking people always have privileges.
At least right now, Yu Qingyun, looking at the beautiful youth comfortably seated in the chair, with eyes squinted like a cat, felt an inexplicable tenderness in his heart.
This was a rare occurrence for Young Master Yu.
Young Master Yu always followed his heart, so after so thought, he extended his right hand: "I am Qingyue’s brother, Yu Qingyun, the Qingyun of Wen Tingyun."
If Buzz Cut were here, seeing this scene, he’d probably be wide-eyed—since when did the young master beco so approachable? And actually stoop to initiative a handshake with soone!
Others wouldn’t know, but Buzz Cut, having followed the young master for so many years, knew very well: the young master may look gentle and elegant, but inside, he’s more proud than anyone else.
If he looks down on soone, no matter what, he will never touch them with a single finger!
What was it about this youth nad Mo Beiye that caught the young master’s eye?
Not only Buzz Cut couldn’t understand, but in fact, even Yu Qingyun himself, might not know why his heart experienced such sudden tenderness upon eting the youth.
Gu Shengyin looked at the hand extended in front of her, these hands were fair and beautiful, with long and graceful fingers, the kind that would make hand enthusiasts scream.
She placed her hand on top.
Equally fair and soft, but looked more slender than the other’s hand.
Held together like this, it was surprisingly harmonious.
Both parties officially greeted each other.
Gu Shengyin went straight to the point: "I wonder, why did you want to see ?"
Yu Qingyun lightly furrowed his brows because of Gu Shengyin’s form of address.
With his status, many people addressed him with "you" in a respectful way, and he was used to people using honorifics towards him.
But this shouldn’t apply to the youth in front of him.
He felt the person in front of him shouldn’t be so distant.
"Use another address," he spoke, driven by his feelings.
Gu Shengyin: "????"
Was there any problem?
Seeing the youth in front of him looking confused, with eyes like transparent glass reflecting his own image, completely filled with pure puzzlent.
This youth, judging by his skills, was clearly a strong person.
Yet when he looked at people, he always carried a plain innocence.
Such a contrast, for most people, had an imnse allure.
Yu Qingyun felt, he probably beca one of those people.
He softly began: "You are Qingyue’s close friend, call brother, or Brother Yu is fine."
Gu Shengyin blinked, deeply feeling Yu Qingyue was probably intentionally setting her up.
The person in front of her seed remarkably agreeable.
Yu Qingyue: "!!!"
I won’t take the bla for this!
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