Hello Mr. King

This would not be the first time that Song Mian got shooed away by his girlfriend after she got what she wanted from him. He was totally unaffected by it.

This place was different from her room. Anyone was welcome here, as long as they didn’t affect Yun Lin. Song Mian didn’t dwell on it and stood up. He said good night to Yun Xiangxiang nicely before he took his leave.

Yun Xiangxiang immediately logged in to her online banking account and transferred the money to the number Li Xiangling had sent to her earlier.

Yun Xiangxiang looked at her wallet that lightened significantly and lamented, “Make money, make money. Must make more money!”

She had only met Song Mian’s father since she became his girlfriend. She had not reached the stage of meeting everyone else in the family yet.

She would need to give some presents to them when it was time for them to meet. Given the upbringing of the Song Family, even if it was just a token gift, nobody would say anything even if the gifts weren’t expensive.

Yun Xiangxiang didn’t want to puff herself up to her own cost. Neither did she want to embarrass Song Mian.

After a night of uninterrupted sleep, Yun Xiangxiang took Yun Lin along to visit Master Song on Sunday after they packed everything.

“We don’t know a thing about this,” said Yun Xiangxiang immediately.

Yun Xiangxiang really didn’t understand things that were as elegant and ancient as this. Not in her previous life, not in her present life.

“I like the honest layman the most,” Master Song laughed. “That way, I can know how they truly feel.”

Yun Xiangxiang thought about the Erhu tune of schadenfreude played by Master Song last time. She held Yun Lin’s hand and followed Master Song inside quietly.

“Yah, it is a good quality ambergris,” Master Song saw the spice inside once he opened the box.

Master Song had already guessed that it wasn’t any ordinary spice since it passed Song Mian’s assessment, but he didn’t expect that it would be an expensive ambergris.

“This costs too much. You’re still a student,” Master Song still chided her even though he liked the gift very much.

“I didn’t actually choose an expensive one on purpose. I thought that this thing suits you when I saw a friend of mine selling it yesterday by chance,” Yun Xiangxiang explained.

She didn’t know that Master Song liked spices. She only thought that such an ancient family must adore ancient culture. Coincidentally, Kodo [1] was one of the oldest cultures of China.

“No next time,” Master Song kept the ambergris Yun Xiangxiang gave him happily and took out his own spices.

There was a small table in the spice room. It had all sorts of spice containers and tools on it. Yun Xiangxiang and Yun Lin sat across to Song Mian.

They watched Master Song’s movements quietly. His every move was engrossing. The courtyard was already quiet to begin with. When the fragrance started to spread, it made anyone who smelled it feel like they were transported back to an ancient era.

The fragrance was elegant and clean, sweet and long lasting.

The sound of Guqin [2] started playing by their ears suddenly. Its timelessness captured the souls of its listeners.””