Her Master Is Like a Flower

As soon as Liu Qi entered the back hall she saw Ancestor Su's pitch-black face that seemed to be about to drip water, as she had expected. She approached with a light smile and bowed to the father and son. "I apologize for keeping you waiting."

"Not long, just about an hour." Su Chenghua's words were sharp. He snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Liu Qi ignored Su Chenghua's dissatisfaction and went straight to the main seat.

"Shopkeeper Liu Qi, I have something to discuss with your master. I wonder when Young Master Gong Nan will come today?" Ancestor Su was more patient than Su Chenghua. Even though he was full of dissatisfaction, he didn't show it on his face.

Liu Qi paused as she took the tea from the maid. She looked at Ancestor Su with a complicated gaze.

Gong Nan...Young Master? Her master was as beautiful as a flower and jade, lovely enough to cause the fall of a city. When did she become a young master?