After finishing with the snails, Han Qiwu felt a bit thirsty too and took a few sips from his water bottle.
Seeing this, Tang Qingying pulled out her own bottle, lightly clinked it against his, and cheerfully said, "Cheers!"
Watching her casual movements, Han Qiwu couldn't help but recall the time she sneakily took half a glass of wine from Tang Jing.
"Looks like next time I treat Mr. Tang to a meal, I'll have to bring some wine," Han Qiwu thought to himself, wondering if Egger's shop was still open. Where had that old man wandered off to this time?
Next time he ran into him, Han Qiwu planned to figure out a way to keep him nearby.
Aunt Hong Mei, watching the two drink water, slapped her forehead and exclaimed, "Oh dear, oh dear, getting old really messes with your memory! I almost forgot there's a spring nearby. Come on, let me take you there—the water's so sweet and delicious!"
