Wei Xinyi arrived at the private room with a confused look, and after deliberating, she spoke, "Ms. Ji seems very afraid of the Magistrate."
Yu Wen responded with an "Oh," "Maybe I warned her?"
Wei Xinyi was stunned. So straightforward? However, she liked straightforward personalities, "At the Qin Prince Residence?"
Yu Wen's eyes narrowed with a smile, quick reactions; she liked clever ones, the dumb ones forget it. She was afraid of the naive sweethearts in her grandma's stories; their family background was not suitable for naive sweethearts, as they would only bring trouble to the family.
Thinking like this, Yu Wen took a sip of tea to calm her nerves; she disliked not only naive sweethearts.
Yu Wen inquired, "This family's pastries are quite good; do you have any favorites?"
Wei Xinyi, being the only daughter and not lacking silver, grew up in an environment that made her straightforward. She boldly ordered what she liked and asked, "Which pastries does the Magistrate like?"
