Wan Lifang's gaze shifted and then settled on Gu Yumei, as he made a fist with one hand and placed it in the palm of the other, greeting her with a bow: "Miss Gu, greetings."
Gu Yumei's face blushed, and she slightly lowered her head, returning the greeting with a curtsy: "Young Master Wan, you are too kind."
No matter how fierce she was at home, she was merely a fifteen-year-old girl, and knowing that the Wan Family had previously proposed a marriage at her home, it was quite normal for her face to turn red upon seeing Wan Lifang.
The smile on Wan Lifang's face grew deeper. He stepped down from the mule cart and asked them, "Brother Gu, Miss Gu, are you heading to town?"
Gu Dexing returned the greeting with one of his own and said with a smile: "Indeed, the Qiqiao Festival is approaching. I'm accompanying my younger sister to the cloth shop in town to buy some fabric for making sachets, hoping to bring luck."
