Chapter 1 Meet Ying

In the morning, the sudden rain has just stopped.

Thin sunlight shines through the gaps in the dark silk curtains, sprinkles into the misty bedroom, and then quietly climbs onto the bed, stopping on the girls porcelain-white and gorgeous face.

The girl sleeping lightly on the bed frowned her thin curved eyebrows, and her long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly.

After a while, she opened her eyes, and her misty watery eyes looked out the window. The sky was already bright.

After a while, Ji Ying propped up her body from the bed with her eyes slightly closed. The smoky pink velvet quilt could not cover it, and slowly slid down her thin white arms. Ji Ying raised her hand to tidy up her slightly messy black hair, wearing only a beige suspender nightgown, and got out of bed barefoot.

The goose pear tent incense used to calm the mind had been stained with all the fragrance, Ji Ying slightly bowed and poured out the incense ash in the copper incense burner.

Immediately, she walked to the window, pulled open the heavy curtains, opened the window, looked up, and breathed in the fresh air after the spring rain.

It rained heavily last night. The raindrops hit the eaves, and she couldnt sleep for a long time. She had no choice but to light incense, and fell asleep after tossing and turning for a long time.

Ji Ying looked at the sky and estimated that it would rain again today.

She turned around and picked up her mobile phone from the bedside. The screen showed the time-seven thirty.

It was still early, but thinking that there was something important in the morning, she couldnt continue to sleep.

The tea picked after the spring rain is the best, and this batch of tea will also be a top treasure, so Ji Ying needs to go and check it in person.

After washing up, Ji Ying picked up a blue cheongsam from the closet. After a little identification, she recognized that it was a birthday gift from her elder brother Ji Chen last year. Each pattern was woven by the most capable embroiderer, and it was worth a lot of money.

But since she took it out, Ji Ying did not put it back. She lowered her eyes and tied the buttons slowly. In this way, she put on "a car".

After dressing, she used powder to improve her complexion, then opened the door and walked downstairs.

The Ji residence was very quiet in the morning.

Ji Ying only heard the sound of the servants cleaning the living room quietly.

But the next second, the elegant voice of her mother Yu Wanqing came slowly: "Why did Nannan get up so early?"

Yu Wanqing always gets up early to keep healthy, and she has already done a round of yoga at this time.

Ji Ying did not tell the truth, "I got up after sleeping enough."

After speaking, she walked to the dining table and picked up the birds nest porridge that the servants had prepared long ago.

Yu Wanqing also walked towards Ji Ying, and gently touched her daughters forehead with her well-maintained hand, saying angrily: "Mom is just afraid that you will be tired. Its getting cold and rainy today. What if you catch a cold?"

Ji Yings slender eyelashes moved slightly, swallowed the porridge in her mouth, and said softly: "Im not that easy to get sick."

"What else!" Yu Wanqing said: "Your body will fall down if the wind blows. It took so many years to cultivate some complexion."

After saying that, she looked Ji Ying up and down and frowned: "Are you going out?"

Her voice was slightly deep: "Going to the teahouse again?"

Yu Wanqing has always disapproved of her youngest daughter running this teahouse, because it is too much work and exhausting. Ji Ying has been weak since her mothers womb. Yu Wanqing held her in her hands for fear of dropping her, and held her in her mouth for fear of melting her. The whole family has been pampering her for twenty years, just for fear that something will happen to her.

The wealth of their Ji family is enough for Ji Ying to squander until the next life, so there is no need for her to go out and open a shop. But Ji Ying was determined to continue driving after entering college, and has persisted until now.

Seeing that she could not escape, Ji Ying felt helpless and truthfully explained her itinerary.

Yu Wanqings face changed, and before she could say anything, Ji Ying calmly changed the subject: "Wheres Dad? Why didnt I see him?"

Speaking of Ji Tianze, Yu Wanqing smiled: "He went to the company."

"If he likes work so much, let work accompany him for the rest of his life, whats the point of having a family."

#Ji Tianze, danger.

Ji Ying buried her head and ate faster.

Yu Wanqing muttered a few words and changed the topic again: "And you..."

Ji Ying: "What about my elder brother? Didnt he say he was going to return to China recently? Why is there no news yet?" She pointed to the cheongsam on her body, and an innocent smile appeared on her beautiful face: "This cheongsam was given by my elder brother."

Speaking of Ji Chen, Yu Wanqing continued to smile: "Your elder brother, I cant control him."

Her fingertips tapped the table lightly, "Twenty-six still has no girlfriend, and he doesnt want to introduce one to him. Is he dreaming?"

Ji Ying ate faster and agreed: "Yes."

"Your elder brother said he will be back next week." Yu Wanqing said softly: "But I told him not to bring a girl and not to step into the house."

Ji Ying was startled, and when she looked up again, her beautiful eyes lit up several degrees, "Really? Are you sure its next week?"

Yu Wanqing hummed from the tip of her nose.

Ji Ying couldnt help but raise the corners of her lips.

Ji Chen had shared the groups affairs early on. In the past two years, he went abroad to develop overseas markets and was so busy that he could only come back a few times a year.

And this news means that the eldest brother is going home.

Unfortunately, the porridge was not finished yet, and the topic was about to end. Ji Ying skillfully brought the blame back: "I heard that the second brother was on the hot search again last night."

Ji Yings second brother Ji Huai is the first troublemaker in the Ji family. In the past few years, he was determined to enter the entertainment industry and had a big fight with his family. But Ji Huai, with the face that the media called "a miracle on earth", even though his temper was known to everyone and his acting skills were so bad that he could support the entire film and television bloggers, still firmly ascended to the top throne and had thousands of girlfriends and fans.

Speaking of Ji Huai, Yu Wanqing could hardly maintain her elegant smile: "What trending search?"

She was about to touch her phone, and Ji Ying said calmly: "Nothing."

Its no wonder that Yu Wanqing reacted this way. After all, Ji Huai had been on many negative trending searches since his debut, and all the ancestors of the Ji family had been scolded.

"My second brothers ancient idol drama started airing yesterday."

"Oh~" Yu Wanqing was obviously relieved, and moved her fingertips indifferently, "Is he said to be acting like a wooden man again?"

Ji Ying bit her lip to hold back her laughter and nodded.

Yu Wanqing rubbed her temple speechlessly: "Dont say Ji Huai is my son when you go out."

...

While talking, Ji Ying also finished the last mouthful of porridge. While Yu Wanqing was scolding Ji Huai, she quickly stood up with her bag.

"Mom, Im leaving first."

When she was about to close the door, she heard a voice from behind: "Stop."

Ji Ying paused: "..."

Yu Wanqing took a white shawl from the sofa and put it on Ji Yings shoulders, "Its cold, put it on!"

Ji Ying turned around and smiled obediently: "Thank you, Mom."

"Dont forget to bring an umbrella." Yu Wanqing instructed: "Also, come back early."

"Got it."

The pink cherry blossom petals behind Jis house fell to the ground, and the whole yard was full of fragrance. At some point, it started to rain like silk again. Ji Ying held up the umbrella and walked out of the huge front yard of Jis house step by step.

Sitting in the back seat, she said to the driver in a gentle voice: "Uncle, go to Yulinling."

—

Jingxi Ancient Street.

When getting off the car, the rain accelerated. The big raindrops fell on the hard bluestone road of the ancient street, splashing mud puddles.

It was only two hundred meters from the parking lot to the teahouse, and Fu Jingshen got his suit trouser legs wet. He looked up at the teahouse in front of him, which looked ordinary from the outside, and agreed again that it was a stupid decision to go out this morning.

"Yu Lin Ling."

On the teahouse plaque, three words were written in running script. It was hard to tell which master had mentioned it, but the knowledge was very profound.

Fu Jingshen glanced at it lightly, then put away his umbrella and walked towards the door.

The wind chimes on the eaves rang softly, and the next second, the antique wooden door of the teahouse was opened from the inside. Two waiters in green cheongsam smiled and bowed.

Fu Jingshen raised his eyelids and glanced at the decoration inside the store. The long corridor turned, the water flowed, and the tea fragrance was curling in the air.

The interior furnishings were quite good.

Fu Jingshen reported the number of the private room, and the waiter whispered to guide the direction. The table passing by was crowded.

Yan Hangs seat was in the window box on the second floor, separated by a hollow screen, enclosing a small private space.

A few meters away, Yan Hang called out to Fu Jingshen, "Here!"

The man who walked slowly over was tall and thin, with a dark black shirt outlining his lean body. When he slightly raised his eyelids and looked at him, his pupils were dark. Yan Hang saw the impatience that had accumulated all morning in his eyes.

Yan Hang played with the teacup and raised his eyebrows slightly.

A cold-hearted and cold-hearted man like Mr. Fu San probably thought that drinking tea by the window and watching the rain by the railing was a waste of life.

Fu Jingshen did think so.

He put down the umbrella that was still dripping, and the transparent water droplets were still sliding down his slender fingers. He took out a tissue and wiped his fingertips slowly.

"Youd better be okay." Fu Jingshen said in a calm voice.

Yan Hang filled a cup of tea for Fu Jingshen and said with a joking smile: "Yes, there is something important, my life event!"

"This has nothing to do with me." Fu Jingshen glanced at the clear and transparent tea in the light blue porcelain cup. The tea aroma blurred his vision.

The tea is good tea, the best Maofeng tea.

Yan Hang: "...Are we still brothers?!"

Fu Jingshen stroked the edge of the cup with his cool fingertips, and said expressionlessly: "If we are brothers, we have to come here on weekend mornings for this kind of thing-"

"Drink tea with you?"

He didnt hear that Fu Jingshens patience had run out, and Yan Hang had been hanging around for so many years in vain. He immediately got to the point and lowered his voice: "My partner and I came here for socializing, and I met the proprietress here once."

"You havent seen it, its really a fairy from heaven, as beautiful as a fairy in the lotus pond!"

The temperature of the tea dropped, Fu Jingshen picked up the teacup and blew lightly, "Then?"

"Then I kept asking Brother Sheng and others to come drink tea together." Yan Hang supported his elbow and looked out the window sadly: "But I havent seen her again after so many times."

"Has the fairy returned to heaven?"

Fu Jingshen sneered, lowered his head to drink tea, and did not comment.

Yan Hang was still looking out the window, "Why cant I see her anymore? Could she really be a fairy?"

"God, tell me if the fairy will come today?" Yan Hang tapped the table with his fingers and said to himself, "Lets make a bet. When the rain stops, she will come, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong wind and slanting rain outside the wooden window suddenly slowed down, and the ripples on the surface of the ancient street were suddenly smoothed out, with only fine raindrops falling on it and stepping on small vortices.

The breeze blew the willow branches, bringing a rustling sound.

On the bluestone bridge across the lake, someone walked down gracefully at some point. Yan Hang rubbed his eyes in disbelief and whispered, "Its working."

He was reluctant to look away and asked Fu Jingshen: "How is it?"

Fu Jingshen lowered his head, his Adams apple rolled, and swallowed a mouthful of tea, which tasted slightly bitter. Although tea is a treasure, the tea maker lost his standard, and the tea did not wake up, wasting the best tea leaves.

"Average."

"Im talking about people, not tea!" Yan Hang raised his chin to the window, "Here, boss lady."

Fu Jingshen poured himself another cup of tea, followed his line of sight, and looked over lightly.

At a glance, he saw the beauty who came down the bluestone bridge and approached at the end of the alley.

The raindrops on the eaves were dripping, and she was holding a small white umbrella. As she walked, the powder blue cheongsam with gold thread embroidery outlined her slender figure, revealing a section of white and slender calves, and her skin was as white as ice.

Yan Hang kept asking, "How is it? Is she a fairy?"

At this moment, the beauty who seemed to have noticed and approached raised her eyes slightly, and her eyes were flowing-

Their eyes met.

Her eyebrows were as clear as water, and her jade skin was accompanied by the breeze.

It was clear that there was spring everywhere outside the window, but he could not see it.

The teacup in his hand fell over and the water overflowed. The water that had been boiled for a short time was very hot, and it spilled on the tigers mouth. Fu Jingshen unconsciously let go, and the teacup that was not held firmly rolled along the suit pants to the ground, making a crisp sound of breaking.

The spilled tea also followed the trajectory and soaked the entire cuffs and trouser legs.

Yan Hang was startled, "Are you okay?" He looked at the broken teacup again, stunned: "How did this happen?"

Fu Jingshen closed his eyes: "I didnt hold it firmly."

Just like that, when he looked down again, the beauty had disappeared.

Yan Hang didnt take it seriously and waved to the waiter to clean up.

"Oh." After doing all this, Yan Hang poked his head out of the window again, "Where is the person? Could he have come in?"

Fu Jingshen took a tissue and lowered his head to wipe the water from his cuffs. A graceful waiter came forward with a towel. Fu Jingshen raised his eyes slightly. The waiter was frightened by the coldness in the mans eyes and stepped back again.

Fu Jingshen was in a mess and didnt want to stay any longer. He said to Yan Hang: "Lets stop here today."

"Okay, okay." Yan Hang couldnt care about him anymore. He stretched his neck and looked around: "Lets go." He dragged out his voice and teased: "You are worthy of being the third brother. You have seen through the world."

Fu Jingshen glanced at him lightly, too lazy to pay attention, and got up and walked out of the private room. The black shirt and suit pants were printed with dark marks by water stains, and water drops fell when he walked.

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"Its just average." Ji Yings jade-white fingertips gently twisted the tip of the tea, and her other elbow rested on the handrail, saying as she went upstairs: "It doesnt look like organic tea."

Manager Chen Yu followed behind her and was shocked when he heard this.

"Manager, Boss Wang has cooperated with us several times before, and it has always been smooth. Why did it go wrong this time?"

The tea tip was crushed between her fingers, and the smile in Ji Yings beautiful eyes gradually faded. She lowered her slender eyelashes and stared at the broken tea leaves in her hands.

Having run the teahouse for her master for so long, how could she not understand the twists and turns. Wang Xing did this just because he guessed that she was a woman with no background, so he tried a few times and passed off inferior goods as good ones.

While she was stunned, there was a noise from the other end of the revolving wooden staircase, and someone should be going downstairs.

The wooden staircase was not spacious, and Ji Ying slightly turned sideways to make room for the customer. In her peripheral vision, she saw a few pieces of black clothes and a pair of straight long legs wrapped in suit pants.

The long legs were right in front of her, but they didnt move. Ji Ying was startled and looked up. The man was much taller than her, and he was standing on a step higher. Ji Ying had to crane her neck to see him. She also saw the dark tea stains on his suit pants.

The man was undoubtedly handsome. The warm orange light in the store poured down on his face, making his features look as cold and handsome as a god. He looked noble and distant, and very difficult to approach.

Ji Yings slender eyelashes moved slightly, hiding the waves in her eyes.

It was him again.

After a while, she tilted her head, and with her slender white wrist, she took out a handkerchief embroidered with patterns from her bag, and handed it to Fu Jingshen in the face.

Her voice was calm: "Wipe it."