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After receiving the members of the Zhong Family, Zhang Qingrui led them to the room Zhang Lilanfang used to rest.

Nevertheless, only Old Zhong had been permitted to stay there, on behalf of talking about the old days with the old lady.

Outside the door, Zhong Luochen looked at Zhang Qingrui, smiling faintly, "Ms. Zhang, the last time we met was when I returned the things to Gu Yue Zhai."

Zhang Qingrui nodded, it had been over a month. She looked at Zhong Luochen’s smile. Somehow, she felt it was even better, more wonderful… and more false.

This was a very weird feeling.

Two months ago, this second master came from the capital city to visit her grandma. That time, Ms. Zhang still had quite an impression. In this fickle current society, Zhong Luochen might be cla.s.sified as an outstanding person within the wealthy families.

And now he seemed to be more remarkable… as if the only thing remaining of him was this ident.i.ty of his.

"Does Mr. Zhong want to wait here or go to the meeting place now?" Zhang Qingrui asked.

Zhong Luochen said calmly, "I’ll wait here. If Ms. Zhang is busy, I dare not disturb."

Some servants were staying here to wait upon Zhang Lilanfang, so Zhang Qingrui definitely didn’t worry about that. The Zhang Family had a few sons, so she had to greet guests personally.

"Excuse me."

Seeing Zhang Qingrui left, Old Luo, who had been serving several generations of Zhang’s Family suddenly smiled, "This Ms. Zhang, was quite similar to the Ms. Li when she was young."

Zhong Luochen definitely knew who the Ms. Li was from the words of this Grandpa Luo. He learned about the past of Mrs. Zhang from him. From his narration, it was easy to sense that there were countless of outstanding youths in love with this Ms. Li of that time--- of course this Grandpa Luo was one of them.

Vaguely, Zhong Luochen even felt that his grandpa---Old Zhong was perhaps one of them too.

Zhong Luochen smiled, ordering suddenly. "Cheng Yun, go to the meeting place to see who has arrived."

"Yes, young master."

As Old Zhong came in holding a small bag, Zhang Lilanfang was tasting tea in the room with a mild look.

Old Zhong came to Zhang Lilanfang and sat down with a slight hint of a smile. He took out the things from the bag--- it was a delicate food box.

"This is the symbol of a time-honored brand of the capital city, Tong De Fang." Old Zhang stared blankly after seeing this.

Old Zhong smiled slowly, "It’s been years. And Tong De Fang has disappeared following the rise and decline of the time. This food box is from before. The original old chef has gone long since but I found his successor. Have a taste, this osmanthus cake has the same taste with the one before."

Zhang Lilanfang moved away the food box a little, saying calmly, "Seems like Old Zhong has put much thought for this old woman."

Old Zhong said softly, "You’re getting older. Me too. But in my mind, you never age."

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