"Also, I will think that what you said today is a sleep talk. After saying it, it will be disbanded. No one will say that it has never happened before. Don't mention it again in the future."

"It's getting late today, so I'll go back first, you can rest early."

Lin Yi finished speaking without a doubt, turned around and was ready to leave.

Lin Sa didn't want to give up this great opportunity in vain. There was no way, so he had to hold the person in one go and struggled to death, "Oh, Sister Yi, don't rush to leave first, otherwise... let's discuss..."

"What to discuss, there is no need to discuss this matter,"

Lin Yi shook Lin Yi away, turned around, and once again solemnly and firmly expressed,

"Anyway, in short, you must give up the idea of ​​marrying Gong Jingyan. Not only will I not help you talk about the title, but I will be the first to jump out and object."

After saying that, he really stopped giving Lin Sa a chance to argue. He turned around and left angrily.

"I'm going, it seems that I really underestimated Gong Jingyan's lethality. Unexpectedly, even Sister Yi, who can get the benefits, disagree."

"It seems that this matter is really difficult..."

Seeing that the first battle failed, even the negotiations with Lin Yi collapsed, and all the calculations were gone. Lin Sa only felt that his head seemed to hurt even more.

Oh, what should I do about this?

What exactly should be done to get them to agree to this marriage...

Lin Sa thought hard and didn't fall asleep all night.

It was not until the sky turned white that I closed my eyes a little and glared for a while...

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her eyes the next day, she had not yet come up with a solution to the matter. However, there was news from Gong Jingyan soon.

When he turned his head and glanced inadvertently, Lin Sa was surprised to find that there was an extra letter on the small table beside the bed: Lin Sa sent it in person.

Open it, there are only dragons and phoenixes dancing on it, a few short words: See you at Wangchun Teahouse at Chen Shi.

My way, it turned out to be Gong Jingyan's handwriting. It seems that there is news about Ye Jiacheng.

Because his previous life had some intersection with Gong Jingyan, Lin Sa still recognized his name.

But, so early in the morning, how did this letter come from...

"Hua Ling, who brought this thing?" Thinking of this, Lin Sa asked at the busy little figure in the yard without thinking.

"Oh, Miss, you are talking about the letter on the table,"

In the yard, Mei Xiang made several pots of camellia from somewhere, and it was in full bloom during this period.

When the little girl Hua Ling saw it, she liked it tightly. She was very busy and enjoyed watering and fertilizing the sky.

Hua Ling, who was watering flowers at this time, heard the question, and did not put the kettle in her hand, but replied loudly through the window.

"That was discovered outside the door when the servant opened the door in the morning. Someone should have sent it before dawn..."

Before dawn?

Since there was news so early, people came over and called people out to talk more in person. Why did they have to wait until Chenshi to meet again?

What kind of brain circuit is this? It's really troublesome...

Lin Sa looked at the tent above his head and thought in confusion.

But, what the hell is Wangchun Teahouse? Why do I seem to have never heard of it before?

"Hua Ling, you have never heard of Wangchun Teahouse. Do you know where it is?" Lin Sa asked speechlessly and again at the top of his voice.

"Oh, Miss, you said Wangchun Teahouse. Of course I know that this servant was the one who opened next to Tianxiang Pavilion a few days ago. She usually looks deserted and has no customers and no business. Miss, what are you asking about this?" Outside the window, Hua Ling's crisp answer came again.

"It's okay, just ask casually. I might have to go there later. Since I'm near Tianxiang Pavilion, there's no need to hurry. It's not far anyway,"

Hearing that he was quite close, Lin Sa relaxed a lot, stretched out a big lazy solution, and continued to ask absent-mindedly.

"By the way, when is it now?"

"Oh, take a look at it yourself, isn't the hourglass in the corner," Hua Ling said reluctantly, but finally leaned over and looked in the window, and then reported accurately, "Now, it's almost time to Chen Shi..."

"What? Chenshi is still in a quarter of an hour." When Lin Sa heard that Chenshi was coming so soon, he was immediately uneasy and quickly got up.

While putting clothes on his head, he complained to Hua Ling through the window, "Oh my God, it's so late?"

"You girl is really, why don't you call me?"

"No, Miss. You didn't say anything about today yesterday, and you didn't remind me to call you this morning in advance. Seeing that you were sleeping soundly just now, I naturally didn't have the nerve to shout..." The flower spirit was watering outside, and suddenly she was criticized. She felt particularly wronged and pouted and stood up for herself.

Unexpectedly, Lin Sa was pretending to be in his heart now, and he was not in the mood to listen to her nagging. He ordered that he was angry, "Oh, don't talk too much, don't fiddling with those few pots of broken flowers, hurry up and prepare a carriage. I still need to go to the broken teahouse where I can see someone in the spring. It's almost too late..."

“Hurry, it’s a very important thing”

"Oh, okay, I'll prepare the car now..."

Seeing Lin Sa urgingly, Hua Ling was a little emotional, but she didn't delay it. She quickly ran to prepare the carriage.

In the room, Lin Sa didn't dare to be idle. She hurriedly took off a piece of clothing and put it on her body, washed her face randomly, and didn't even combed her hair, let alone looked in the mirror, so she jumped onto the carriage and rushed to the Wangchun Teahouse with Hua Ling.

Unexpectedly, Lin Sa thought that he must have been late when he came so late, and the other party had been waiting there for a long time.

Who would have thought that when I arrived at the place in a panic, I looked closely and was stunned.

I saw that although the store in Wangchun Teahouse was not big, there was no one at all on the upper and lower floors.

Uh, looking up and down, I saw an old shopkeeper with a white beard wearing a pair of reading glasses, lowering his head in front of the counter and calculating the accounts casually.

Hearing the movement, seeing Lin Sa come in, without saying a word, he led the person to a private room on the second floor.

I put on a soup cup or a plate of pastries, and then I staggered downstairs to settle the accounts.

What the hell is this person arranged?

It is obviously a teahouse, but it doesn’t serve tea, so what soup and pastries are served?

And this thing...

Looking at it, it feels far worse than Tianxiang Pavilion. Can it be eaten?

No wonder Hua Ling took the initiative to run to Tianxiang Pavilion next door to find food to cushion your stomach...
Chapter completed!