Yang Qing looked away from the painting and turned to face Sun Biya, who was smiling at him with a special glimmer in her eyes—one she quickly moved to hide. In truth, she wasn't as calm and relaxed as she appeared. The man standing before her had genuinely surprised her.
From the moment she first laid eyes on him, she could tell there was something unique about him. She wasn't alone in this—Madame Cai Shan had sensed it too. Otherwise, she wouldn't have stepped forward to welcome him personally.
But as unique as Yang Qing already seemed, his performance just now went far beyond her expectations. That painting was considered one of the most precious treasures in the teahouse. It was one of the main reasons entry to the fourth floor was restricted—and why so many tried to gain access to it.
