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The old lady was in trouble.

Tang Xiaoyi raised her head and said, "Brother Jiang Yuan, the old lady's room is in front."

After that, she hurriedly knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was pushed open from the inside, revealing Tang Chenxin's puzzled face.

"Xiaoyi? Why are you here?"

Tang Xiaoyi said anxiously, "Sister, is the old lady in trouble? Are you afraid of my health problems, so you hide it from me?"

Her mouth shrank, and she almost cried when she said this.

Tang Chenxin: ? ? ?

She was full of doubts, and there was a big question mark in her little head.

The so-called old lady's health was just a lie made up by Tang Long to make things difficult for Jiang Yuan and prevent him from taking advantage of his daughter.

But how did this innocent Xiaoyi hear this, and she believed it without a doubt.

Miss Tang thought about it for a while and understood the reason.

She looked around and saw Jiang Yuan smiling and waving at her not far away.

Miss Tang frowned and said, "Xiaoyi, the old lady will be fine soon, don't worry."

Jiang Yuan came over at the right time and patted his chest and assured confidently, "Yes, as long as I am here, the old lady will be fine 99% of the time."

Tang Xiaoyi listened to the two of them so confidently assuring, and immediately put down her hanging heart a little.

Tang Chenxin glanced at Jiang Yuan and whispered in his ear: "You even lied to a child..."

Jiang Yuan said innocently: "Xiaoyi is not young anymore, how can she be considered a child? You are wronging me."

Tang Chenxin spat and said: "She has been bedridden for many years due to physical reasons, and has very little contact with people. Although she is not young, her mind is actually no different from that of a child."

Jiang Yuan smiled and took Tang Chenxin's hand and said: "This is also a white lie, and the starting point is good."

Tang Chenxin looked at him with cunning and teasing eyes. How could she not know what he was thinking in his heart? Her face gradually turned red.

Jiang Yuan did not sleep at night, and he even walked out of the room and deceived his cousin Tang Xiaoyi to act as a guide for him, and brought her to the place where the old lady lived. Isn't it just to find him? Then Jiang Yuan's intention is naturally obvious.

Isn't it obvious that he wants to do something bad? Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intention.

"Bah, I don't believe you, your intention is very bad!"

Jiang Yuan said: "Hmm, how bad is that?"

Tang Chenxin glared at him and said: "Xiaoyi is still here, don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Yuan said with a smile: "We are talking so quietly, he can't hear us."

Tang Chenxin said: "Then do you want to keep talking so quietly?"

Jiang Yuan said: "Of course not."

The two looked at each other, and with a tacit exchange of eyes, they quickly understood each other's thoughts and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Tang Chenxin said loudly: "Xiaoyi, it's late, don't disturb the old lady to rest, go back to your room."

Unexpectedly, although Tang Xiaoyi is childish, she is very concerned about the old lady, and she shook her head repeatedly.

Tang Xiaoyi said very seriously: "I want to see the old lady in person and confirm her health, otherwise I will be worried."

As soon as she said this, Jiang Yuan felt a little upset. The old lady's illness was a lie he made up. If he let her go in and see that the old lady was safe and sound, it would be difficult to explain clearly.

Jiang Yuan had an idea and was about to say something to smooth things over.

Unexpectedly, the old lady's voice came out intermittently in the room: "Xiaoyi, go back and rest quickly, I still have some important things to say to them."

When Tang Xiaoyi heard this, her eyes suddenly turned red and she almost cried. The old lady's voice was full of fatigue. It was obvious that she was indeed suffering from illness. Tang Xiaoyi felt heartbroken.

But since the old lady had spoken, even if she wanted to go in and see her again, she had to endure it.

Tang Xiaoyi lowered her head and said, "Okay, I'll leave right away. Old lady, please take care of yourself and rest."

After that, she left right away.

Jiang Yuan and Tang Chenxin looked at each other, feeling a little unbelievable.

They walked into the room hand in hand, and saw an old man with white hair and beard leisurely brewing a pot of tea.

Jiang Yuan said politely: "Hello, old lady. Thank you for helping us out just now."

Old lady Tang laughed, her face full of loving eyes, looking at the two young men, she couldn't help but feel very happy.

Jiang Yuan and Miss Tang stood together, a talented man and a beautiful woman, just like a pair of young lovers, quite a match.

The old lady smiled and said: "You young people are so clever that even I can't help but want to get involved."

She just cooperated with Jiang Yuan and the other two to make up a lie, which was indeed beyond Jiang Yuan's expectations.

And the old lady continued: "Chen Xin, Jiang Yuan and I have something to say, you go out first."

Tang Chenxin looked at Jiang Yuan a few more times in confusion, not understanding why the old lady wanted to say something private to Jiang Yuan that even she couldn't hear.

Jiang Yuan said quietly: "Wait for me outside the door for a while, I'll be out soon."

Tang Chenxin hummed and retreated for the time being.

After she left, the old lady also drove out some of her personal servants.

At this moment, only Jiang Yuan and the old lady were left in the room.

"Jiang Yuan, sit down. This is the tea I prepared for you." The old lady smiled.

"Try it."

She pointed at a cup of steaming tea, and the faint tea fragrance invaded the human body almost everywhere.

Jiang Yuan picked up the teacup and took a look. The tea was pure red and had an extremely noble and elegant taste.

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised and said, "This is Dahongpao... and the grade is not low?"

The old lady smiled and said, "Well, it's special."

Jiang Yuan picked up the teacup and tasted it. It was indeed different from any cup of Dahongpao he had drunk before.

This kind of tea is very special. The annual output is pitifully small, and the special variety is even more rare.

This is definitely not something that can be bought with money. It can only be obtained by ancient tea merchants who have signed special agreements with some well-known noble families.

Even though Jiang Yuan had drunk some Dahongpao before, the difference between Dahongpao of different grades is sometimes greater than the difference between people and dogs.

At this moment, the cup of tea in his hand is probably worth a sky-high antique.

And Jiang Yuan also knows clearly that this kind of tea is generally not used to entertain outsiders. It is only taken out when entertaining some guests with extremely special status.