Yuezheng Xiao laughed as he looked at him. "Oh alright, no wonder this happened!"
Young Master Xie never forgot whatever he saw, and he never made mistakes in remembering things. Yuezheng Xiao was thinking in a mocking way.
Qiao Xuan smiled. "I should have reminded you more urgently… oh here is the ginger soup, drink it to drive away the coldness. The rain is just so torrential!"
Qiao Xuan let out a sigh of relief, and felt lucky to have ended the topic.
Xie Jingrong and Yuezheng Xiao expressed their gratitude to the farmer and accepted the ginger soup.
They should not get cold. Though the ginger soup tasted bad, they still took it and drank it.
The farmer had never spoken with any noble, handsome young master, so she was startled by their gratitude. She got startled and staggered, and finally ran away in a hurry.
Shao Yunduan said to Qiao Xuan,. "Drink some ginger soup too, I will get you some."
