Shen Qing took Nie Huan to a dim sum shop, there are not many types of pastries here, the store is not big, the decoration inside is the style that was popular more than ten years ago, it looks dirty and old.

There was an old man sitting at the cash register, with reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, reading a newspaper, standing in the store, he could see the kitchen inside, which was also small, and the walls were black, and there were two elderly women making snacks, looking very busy.

Shen Qing seemed to come here often, she entered the store with a familiar car, took a paper bag from under a table, and then used large tweezers to clip out the dim sum she liked one by one in the merchandise cabinet.

Nie Huan stood on the side, quietly watching Shen Qing's movements, girls were very serious when they chose, and when they encountered two different flavors, they would stop and wrung their eyebrows to think about which one to choose.

"Buy them all." Nie Huan proposed that Shen Qing was not short of money, and she was not short of money.

"If you buy too much, you can't eat it all." The old man at the cash register looked up and glanced at them.

Nie Huan was stunned, he had only heard that the store asked people to buy more, and he had never seen a customer buy less.

Shen Qing had already picked it out and came over to check out with a full paper bag.

"You're Shen Qing, right?" When she got closer, the old man saw the girl's face clearly, which was as good-looking as when she was a child.

"Hmm." Shen Qing took out the card and swiped it on the credit card machine with a familiar way.

"Here, two dolls." The old man called out to the man, got up on crutches, opened a cabinet behind him, and took out a bag of things from it.

"Sour jujube cake, try it." He stuffed the things into Shen Qing's hand, and when he laughed, the wrinkles on his face were all piled up.

"Thank you." Shen Qing took it with a smile.

"You know each other?" Nie Huan walked on the road, eating sour jujube cake and asked Shen Qing.

"Well, when I was a kid, I used to go shopping." Shen Qing gave all the sour jujube cakes to Nie Huan, and didn't eat a bite.

She couldn't get used to eating the food of country R, so she came out to buy snacks when she was hungry, so that everyone in the store knew this beautiful but talkative little girl.

Shen Qing raised his head, and his gaze fell on the car not far ahead, a tall man standing beside the car, wearing a black hat, covering the upper half of his face.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the girl stop, Nie Huan glanced at her and found that she was looking ahead.

"It's fine." Shen Qing quickly retracted his gaze, and was about to pull someone away, when he received a call on his mobile phone, which was made by Lu Xuanyou.

"Qingqing, I saw you, and your friends."

"Oh." The girl responded coldly, and pulled Nie Huan away without looking back.

"Boss, Miss An Ning is gone." Lu Xuanyou's assistant stuck his head out of the car and spoke in an extremely careful tone.

Lu Xuanyou tilted his head and squinted his eyes, and he didn't turn around and go back to the car until the girl disappeared into the crowd.

He didn't say a word, the assistant rolled his eyes, picked up the water on the side and took a sip, always feeling that the car was very depressed.

"Boss, where are you going now?"

The air was quiet for a few seconds before Lu Xuanyou spoke: "Teahouse." ”

The assistant knows this teahouse, and the name is very elegant, Qinghe Teahouse.

The interior is also exquisitely decorated, and the atmosphere of the literati and artists is strong, so it is better to be called an art museum than a teahouse.

During this time, the boss seems to be obsessed with the tea ceremony, and will go to the teahouse whenever he has time.

The assistant started the car and went in the direction of Qinghe Teahouse.

Lu Xuanyou sat in the back row, looking down at the group photo on his phone, the little girl on it was delicate and beautiful, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

The boy standing on the side was a head taller than the girl, with deep eyebrows and eyes, which was what he looked like when he was a child.