She finally walked out of the City Lord Mansion's gate without any surprises or dangers and quickly returned to Tan Mansion.
At this time, the whistle was still staying at Tan Mansion, keeping the mistress company. Ning Xiaoxian went to deliver food, and Chengcheng had not yet finished her classes; it was an excellent period for them to be alone. When Xiao Xian returned, she felt the air in Tan Mansion heated up a bit, but looking at their expressions, it seemed Qinghe's enthusiasm was higher while the whistle treated her with cautious courtesy.
Looking left and right, she couldn't understand what was so attractive about the whistle's poker face. He was a traveling merchant, had no fixed residence, and lacked the sense of security women sought. Alas, she could only conclude that this was a case of 'what's bred in the bone will come out in the flesh' - it must have been that Tan Qinghe's preferences were somewhat bizarre.
