Chapter 1982 Favorite

If the strength completely crushes Group B, there is no need to worry about this.

Of course... those behind them are also part of their strength.

She was just too lazy to use them. If she couldn't do it, she would crush those behind them together.

What was unexpected to her was Huo Yan.

She thought Huo Yan...

The car the man was in had already slowly driven away.

And Ning Quruo also started the car and drove in another direction.

...

The black Aston Martin drove for more than ten minutes.

Arrived at the location east of the Forbidden City.

Since ancient times, since the late Qing Dynasty, there has been a saying in Yanjing City that "the east is rich, the west is noble, the south is poor, and the north is humble."

There is also a saying that "the east city is rich, the west city is wide, Chongwen is poor, and Xuanwu is broken."

So this area in the east was the gathering place for the princes and nobles of the entire Yanjing City back then.

The car slowly stopped in front of an inconspicuous black Paulownia gate.

The door of the house opened, and Lin Zhiyun followed someone and greeted him.

The man in front of him was wearing a simple black cotton tuxedo and his face was clean-shaven.

He looked at Gu Weimian and Huo Yan and smiled slightly,

"Madam."

Gu Weimian paused and stood there in a daze.

For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

Unspoken embarrassment.

The man was at ease,

"Madam, please."

He bowed slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

It just happened to block Gu Weimian's prepared explanation in his throat.

Gu Weimian raised his eyebrows slightly.

He glanced at the man standing aside, bending his body at 45 degrees, and even the angle of the smile on his face was exactly the same.

He was too lazy to say anything.

Explaining or not explaining, nothing can change.

Her attention is more on... tonight.

Last night, she did not fall into that strange dream again. What about tonight?

She raised her eyes and glanced at this familiar house.

The black door, like the huge mouth of a monster, swallowed Gu Weimian in.

…

Huo Yan hasn’t come back yet.

Gu Weimian and Ning Quruo walked to the living room, and the man who served the servants served tea and snacks, bowing respectfully,

“Madam, Mr. Ning, enjoy.”

He waved his hand casually, and the servants retreated silently as if they had never appeared.

He also retreated.

The whole set of movements was smooth and would never cause any discomfort to the people being served.

Ning Quruo pursed his lips.

Sure enough... there was still a big difference.

Although he didn’t want to admit it, it was obvious that the life he could provide for his sister was far from what Huo Yan could provide.

He picked up the black tea on the table and tasted it.

The black tea entered his mouth, with a fresh aroma and a strong taste.

It instantly occupied every taste bud.

Ning Quruo stared, and his face became worse.

Gu Weimian, who was watching from the side, was stunned for a moment,

“What’s wrong?”

She glanced at the black tea on the table. Was there something wrong with the tea served by the servants of the Huo family?

Thinking of this, she took a sip.

This sip made Gu Weimian's eyes light up,

"Yunnan's Golden Silk Dianhong."

Ning Quruo turned his head and glanced at Gu Weimian.

He knew that Gu Weimian loved black tea.

He thought she liked java, but he didn't expect that she could even taste this.

No need to ask, you can tell from her expression that this is also Gu Weimian's favorite.

Sure enough, Gu Weimian took another sip carefully.

"Golden Silk Dianhong represents the highest craftsmanship level of Yunnan black tea, with golden hairs and prominent gold circles."