"Bage seems to like you quite a lot."
Sister Qing looked somewhat surprised at Bage, who was circling Luo Qiu, frolicking and begging to be petted. Generally speaking, Pomeranians were the wary type around strangers.
Luo Qiu teased Bage's chin. "Maybe I'm just fated to get along with pets."
Sister Qing smiled without saying anything. This younger man really exuded mystery in every way. Confirmed. He's exactly the type who could easily charm women.
"Would you like something to drink?" Sister Qing asked casually. "But I don't have as many choices here as you do at your agency. Do you like camellia tea?"
"Camellia tea?"
"White Bamboo Camellia Tea." Sister Qing took a tea tin from the cabinet. "It was sent from my hometown. It tastes pretty good. Have a try?"
"Sure." Luo Qiu nodded. "Miss Chen, are you from southern Yunnan?"
Sister Qing's tea-making movements were beautiful. Kneeling on the cushion, she and the tea itself both looked clear and pure. "Chuxiong, from a small county there. The locals made a living growing and picking tea. You could say that some people spent their entire lives dealing with tea leaves, from birth until death."
Luo Qiu took a shallow sip of the White Bamboo Camellia Tea Sister Qing handed him. "Does your family do that too?"
"From as far back as I can remember, I was learning how to grow and pick tea." Sister Qing propped up her chin. "Even when I received my university acceptance letter, I was still working in the tea fields."
She gently closed her eyes and recalled, "I remember that day. The sun was scorching, like red-hot coals burning in a furnace. My throat was dry, and my clothes were completely soaked. Every now and then, a breeze would blow past, and the leaves