"Really."
He glanced at Lu Tong, a smile forming at the corners of his mouth, "But it also depends on whether Doctor Lu's colorful ribbon meets your expectations."
Lu Tong: "..."
...
The Qiqiao Market was bustling with a never-ending flow of people, and it was said that the lamps stayed lit all night long.
Lu Tong and Pei Yunmeng strolled for quite a while, walking the entire length of the street under Panlou, and finally spotted Pei Yunshu and her group at a vendor's stall.
Freshly plucked banana leaves, soaked in a medicinal mixture on their broad, oil-green surfaces—craftsmen were writing poetry and painting on them, which was very elegant. Pei Yunshu was selecting attentively with her head lowered; Xiao Zhufeng stood behind her, keeping a protective distance. Upon noticing Lu Tong and her companion, Duan Xiaoyan immediately waved, "Brother, Doctor Lu—"
Pei Yunshu turned around, smiling, "Ah Ying, Miss Lu."
