Along the River During the Qingming Festival Skirt

The tea was flower tea. I looked at the postcard that came with the tea and it said that it was Gao Cunyi's flower tea brand "F4". The name refers to the four types of flower tea that form the basis of the brand.

It seems that Gao Cunyi's marketing skills are quite good, as many hotels are very reluctant to associate with or cooperate with micro-business brands... except for those that rent their hotel space.

These high-end hotels would rather use inexpensive tea bags like Lipton than be willing to put a premium herbal tea from a micro-business brand in their guest rooms.

Those who treat "F4" as a meme are all old people.

Liu Chang'an was drinking tea and eating some snacks when he saw Li Hongfang standing far away behind the screen, looking in their direction.

There was still a young lady playing the guzheng in front of the screen, but this time she wasn't playing "Meow Meow".

Li Hongfang waved in this direction.

Liu Chang'an wiped his hands, looked around, and then walked behind the screen.

Seeing him follow, Li Hongfang continued walking without turning back and couldn't help but worry, "Why were you looking around like that? Didn't that just attract more attention?"

"Isn't it good to attract attention? If there really is someone here spying on you, we can take care of them in the process," Liu Chang'an said nonchalantly.

Li Hongfang then realized that the other party's approach to problem-solving was different from her own; she could only avoid the issue, while the other party had no reason to avoid it.

But brother, you haven't discovered anyone watching you yet, but perhaps someone has noticed Li Hongfang?

She felt she was about to be exposed again and was preparing to move to another location.

Li Hongfang didn't actually have any real evidence, but it was a woman's intuition; possessing a treasure, she saw everyone as having ulterior motives towards her.

"Can you cure me today?" Liu Chang'an came today not because Li Hongfang contacted him first, so his coming on his own gave Li Hongfang some hope.

"Yes." It's not a very difficult thing, but why this situation occurred, what kind of creature it is, and what means it used to absorb life force and blood essence are things worth studying.

Li Hongfang turned around excitedly, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart, as if the last straw had finally pulled her ashore.

"Go change your clothes." Liu Chang'an pointed to Li Hongfang's high-slit cheongsam. This kind of cheongsam was really alluring, but Li Hongfang insisted on wearing black safety shorts underneath, and Liu Chang'an always felt that it was too ugly to have safety shorts so openly exposed.

Seriously, either don't dress so revealingly, or don't wear safety shorts at all.

"I'm not changing. I'm going straight back. My rented place is nearby, just across the street." Li Hongfang lowered her voice. "I have something to show you."

Liu Chang'an nodded.

Li Hongfang went to the locker to take out her bag and was about to leave when a woman, also wearing a cheongsam but with masculine features, approached her, frowning. "Xiao Fang, don't you know this place is off-limits to unauthorized personnel? You actually brought someone here!"

"My friend, I'm about to leave," Li Hongfang said.

"It's only a few o'clock, and you're already leaving? Don't you even respect me?" The woman's eyes darted between Liu Chang'an and Li Hongfang, and she asked suspiciously, "Your boyfriend?"

"No." Li Hongfang shook her head somewhat embarrassed.

"I don't think so either, and you wouldn't admit it to my face anyway," the woman sneered.

"What do you mean?" Li Hongfang took a deep breath.

"You know it in your heart." The woman smiled enigmatically; after all, they were colleagues, and there was no need to spell things out.

Li Hongfang glanced back at Liu Chang'an, whose expression was subtle, and suddenly felt there was no need to play the Art of War anymore. She threw a punch at him.

"I told you not to spit in my cup!"

"I'll teach you to talk behind my back about me seducing Manager Zhao!"

"I'll teach you to say I don't wear underwear to work!"

"I'll teach you to say I'm flirting!"

Li Hongfang knocked the woman to the ground, and then proceeded to punch and kick her repeatedly, venting her anger.

"You... you dare to hit me!" The woman lay on the ground, looking at Li Hongfang with astonishment and fear as she rolled up the two hems of her cheongsam and tied them around her waist.

"Who do you think you are? Do you even know who I am? I'm in a good mood today, so I'm not coming to work anymore, sparing your dog's life... Let me tell you, if I stay here for another week, you won't even know how you died." Li Hongfang had actually considered this. This woman was truly disgusting. In front of Liu Chang'an, she was just an obedient little thief, but in front of ordinary people like her, she was a desperate bandit.

Li Hongfang kicked the woman one last time and left the hotel.

"That woman is my supervisor, and she's been watching me all day." Walking down the street, Li Hongfang said to Liu Chang'an somewhat embarrassedly. She had noticed a strange look in Liu Chang'an's eyes earlier and felt it was best to explain. She didn't want to leave Liu Chang'an with the impression that she bullied ordinary people, after all, her life was in his hands.

"Oh, I just have a habit... There used to be women fighting because of me, and I would always try to stop them, but the more I tried, the more they fought. So I stopped trying and just watched them fight, and then they stopped fighting. I was just thinking about that time," Liu Chang'an recalled.

Li Hongfang nodded in agreement. She thought of Su Nanxiu, that kind of woman, who seemed like the kind of fierce woman who would fight for him... a young girl.

"Sigh, that's why I don't want to go to work. In many places, even if you want to do your job well, people always think you're trying to show off or take credit. If you just want to stay quietly by yourself, they think you're unsociable. If you're enthusiastic, proactive, kind, and helpful, people treat you like a fool." Li Hongfang said listlessly. Her supervisor liked Manager Zhao, but Manager Zhao didn't like her at all, so she thought Li Hongfang had stolen her favor... Li Hongfang herself knew that her figure and appearance easily attracted these ordinary middle-aged men in the workplace.

But in reality, how could Li Hongfang possibly take any Manager Zhao seriously?

As Liu Chang'an and Li Hongfang chatted, Li Hongfang's anxiety subsided. It seemed that Liu Chang'an had no opinion on what she had done or why she had done it, so she didn't need to explain herself.

Li Hongfang rented a room near the art college. A girl studying design sublet a single room in the entire apartment to Li Hongfang.

The living room was quite large, and it was filled with many of the future fashion designer's works. But what attracted Liu Chang'an the most was an A-line long skirt with a pattern based on the Song Dynasty genre paintings.

"That... that's the first version of 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival' that I brought out," Li Hongfang said, pointing to the dress.

"You turned 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival' into a skirt?" Even Liu Chang'an bowed to Li Hongfang to express his admiration.