It seemed that as he walked, the air fluctuated slightly.
It was somewhat different from other places.
But at that moment, Gu Qiaoqiao, after looking for a long time, couldn’t discern any differences.
Since she couldn’t figure it out, she didn’t want to bother anymore.
There was simply too much knowledge she needed to understand.
At this time, Gu Qiaoqiao was not discouraged.
She had opened the Mysterious Dragon Box; who knew what might happen in the future?
They soon arrived at the elevator, and then the two of them and a cat entered the private elevator.
When they came out, they were in a clean, neat, and splendid apartment.
The decorative style was very quaint and classical.
Yet, it did not lack a modern vibe.
It was both contemporary and tinged with a nostalgic flair.
And naturally, everything in the apartment was of the finest quality.
Gu Qiaoqiao had learned a lot about this during her time at Yubao Square.
Unlike before, when in her eyes, all vases looked the same, all ceramics were identical...
She now knew that some of the items here were very ancient.
They couldn’t be seen on the market.
Gu Qiaoqiao scanned the antiques on the shelves of Duobao Pavilion in the living room, then turned to Dongfang Yu beside her and said, "Do you wish to gather all the world’s finest treasures into your hands?"
This greedy and shameless person.
Dongfang Yu just chuckled and didn’t reply to Gu Qiaoqiao.
He put down White Cat and went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then started brewing tea for Gu Qiaoqiao.
Gu Qiaoqiao sat opposite him.
She hadn’t expected this man’s tea-making movements to be as flowing as the clouds and water, his eyes and brows seemingly filled with an artistic spirit.
Conscience dictated that each movement was very pleasing to watch.
And quite delightful to behold.
Yet Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t understand how just making a cup of tea could be so laborious?
Over and over, not minding the trouble...
Of course, Gu Qiaoqiao also knew this was their favorite way of drinking tea.
It seemed like only in this way did they appear knowledgeable of the profound tea culture.
Finally, a cup of clear tea was placed in front of Gu Qiaoqiao.
Dongfang Yu’s eyes twinkled with a strange brilliance; it was the first time in his life he had brewed tea for someone.
He hadn’t expected that person to be a young girl.
Moreover, she didn’t seem to find anything impressive about it.
Dongfang Yu felt somewhat disappointed.
He raised his eyebrows.
And gestured with his hand to her, "Qiaoqiao, try it and see how it tastes?"
Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t hesitate.
She picked up the teacup, observed the clear tea, and inhaled the enveloping fragrance.
She knew it must be good tea.
If her great grandfather were here, if this person were not Dongfang Yu, her great grandfather would definitely have praised it highly.
Then Gu Qiaoqiao lifted the teacup without a thought and drank it all in one gulp.
Dongfang Yu didn’t comment on whether Gu Qiaoqiao could appreciate tea...
but instead said with a smile, "Qiaoqiao, aren’t you afraid I might have poisoned it?"
Gu Qiaoqiao set down the teacup and replied indifferently, "Considering your skills, you’re unlikely to resort to such lowly tricks as poisoning, right?"
Dongfang Yu paused, a bit tongue-tied.
This girl’s words, if they didn’t prick at your heart painfully, she wouldn’t rest easy.
She knew full well he disliked being called an old man, yet she deliberately said it.
Was this her way of showing she wasn’t afraid of him, or was it a challenge to his limits?
After some thought, Dongfang Yu leaned toward the latter; the girl was challenging his limits.
Perhaps she wanted to see just how far he would go.