After dinner, Father Ming and Mrs. Ming naturally took Li Yan to see his courtyard, while Ming Chengyu and Ming Lingyi sat together to enjoy some tea.
"His men know?" Ming Chengyu asked.
Hearing this, Ming Lingyi let out a laugh. "It seems I really can't hide anything from you, Brother."
Ming Chengyu paid no mind to her insincere compliment. "Cheng Yi used to be one of Li Yun's men. For him to show up with my dear nephew, he must be Li Yun's trusted confidant. Since he's seen you, Li Yun must know by now. So, what's your plan?"
They had moved in the first place to escape Li Yun's notice.
But now, it seemed all that effort had been for nothing.
Ming Lingyi lifted her teacup, the blue-green porcelain making her fingertips seem all the more radiant. She lowered her gaze, watching the tender leaves sink and unfurl within the cup. The brew was a clear, jade-green, and a delicate fragrance wafted up from it.
