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"Aren't you staying for a while?"
"No, I've got a lot of work to rush back to the Imperial Capital for."
Huang Ting smiled, said goodbye, and left.
"Young mistress, who exactly is this Mr. Lin? How could someone send you soup all the way from the Imperial Capital? Is he your family in the Imperial Capital?"
Aunt Zhang curiously asked Mai Xiaomai.
"Yeah."
To avoid gossip and trouble, Mai Xiaomai casually admitted it.
"Isn't your family supposed to have the last name Zhan? Why is it Lin? Even if they are family, they shouldn't be so considerate."
Aunt Zhang felt something was off and continued to probe.
"Aunt Zhang, Mr. Lin is my acupuncture teacher. Because he's concerned about my health, he had someone send me herbal soup. You don't need to tell the young master about this; otherwise, he might get suspicious."
Mai Xiaomai said helplessly.
