Chapter 540: Little Bun
Han Jing was slightly stunned and shook her head lightly: "My mother’s surname is Su, not Han. Young Master must have mistaken me for someone else."
So Han Jing was really puzzled. Did she really resemble that Han Litong so much? Why did everyone who might have seen Han Litong have the same reaction upon seeing her?
The man slightly furrowed his brows and introduced himself: "I am Qin Shutong. If Miss doesn’t mind, how about sitting down for a cup of tea together?"
"Mr. Qin, you are too kind. Are you a resident of the Capital City?" Han Jing asked.
Qin Shutong was a bit surprised. How could this young lady not know the family name of Dong Qin Country? Her face very much resembled Consort Li from years ago, and he remembered that when Consort Li left, she was indeed pregnant and about to give birth. Why did she say her mother’s surname is Su? Su... but that is the family name of Nanyao Country. Wasn’t Consort Li following Fengxi to the Spirit Cultivation Realm? So how did she end up being connected to the imperial Family of Nanyao Country?
A series of questions made Qin Shutong even more curious, and he nodded, "The Qin Family has been residents of the Capital City for generations. May I ask what is Miss’s honorable surname? If there’s anything you wish to know, I will answer all your questions to the best of my knowledge."
Han Jing glanced at him, vaguely feeling that this person was by no means an ordinary person. He had an extraordinary demeanor, with a hint of the authority of someone in a high position. No matter how well he hid it, he couldn’t conceal the noble aura about him. So Han Jing was certain that this person was either wealthy or noble.
Lan Ling said that Lian Xichen was from a noble family in Yanjing, perhaps she could inquire about Lian Xichen through this person?
"My surname is Han, and this is my sister, surnamed An. It is our first time in Yanjing, and we are looking for someone, so we would like to ask Mr. Qin for some information." Han Jing saluted.
"Miss Han, Miss An, it is fate that we meet. Please." Qin Shutong pointed to the teahouse not far away.
Han Jing picked up Xiao Xue, who was still upset: "My candy! You still haven’t compensated me for my candy!"
Han Jing had a black line, and poked her bun-like face: "Little bun, I’ll buy it for you later. Mother has more important things to do now!"
Qin Shutong looked at the unhappy Xiao Xue and tossed a piece of broken silver to the sugar painting stall owner: "Paint a few of your best, and send the candy to the teahouse later."
The stall owner took it, hurriedly smiled, and bowed: "Yes, sir!"
He sold a sugar painting for just a few copper coins, and this piece of broken silver was worth one tael. Even if he painted a few more, there would still be plenty left over. He immediately smiled broadly.
Xiao Xue looked at the stall owner, then at Qin Shutong: "Is it for me?"
Qin Shutong nodded: "It’s for you!"
Han Jing patted Xiao Xue: "Aren’t you going to thank Uncle Qin?"
Little bun Xiao Xue, thinking of the candies she would have later, immediately thanked him happily: "Thank you, Uncle Qin. Don’t worry, since you’ve compensated Xiao Xue for the candies, Xiao Xue will also compensate you for your clothes!"
Qin Shutong laughed, "Oh? Then how does Xiao Xue plan to compensate Uncle Qin’s clothes?"
Xiao Xue hugged Han Jing’s neck: "Let me think about it for a while."
She hadn’t gotten her candies yet, so she couldn’t compensate his clothes too early. What if the candies didn’t come? Then she would lose out.
Everyone was amused by the little girl and went together to the teahouse across the street.
Once they found an elegant room by the window and sat down, with tea and refreshments served, Qin Shutong asked: "May I know who Miss Han wishes to inquire about?"
Han Jing, seeing Qin Shutong so straightforward, also appreciated his direct nature, and asked, "Is there a noble family with the surname Lian in Yanjing City?"