Jiang Family's Study
The setting sun slanted downward, and the sunlight that entered from the window carried a heavy touch.
Jiang Yanting and Xie Duo sat opposite each other, as the water for tea boiled fiercely. Though neither spoke, the air between them was tense as if filled with drawn swords and ready crossbows.
When the water boiled, Jiang Yanting filled the empty cup in front of him with boiling water, causing the tea leaves to unfurl and dance instantly.
"Thank you," said Xie Duo, his tall figure relaxed with legs casually crossed. When their gazes collided, neither flinched visibly, yet sparks seemed to fly.
"This year outside, I heard you did quite well," Jiang Yanting raised his brows.
"Not bad," the ceramic cup received the hot water and seethed. Xie Duo gently twirled the cup with his fingertips, "I heard you and my sister met for a marriage interview a few days ago..."
"Given Mr. Xie's graciousness, it was truly hard to decline."
