henshan didn't accuse Chen Ping of being suspicious or talking nonsense. He was still shaken by what he had just witnessed!"Understood, Mr. Chen. When I have some free time, I'll visit in person to th..."Autumn Chrysanthemum Sister, how do I feel like someone has been to this hot spring" Han Qing'er frowned: "It seems like there is the presence of Chen Ping's aura."

Autumn Chrysanthemum, seeing this, giggled: "Miss, don't joke around. How could anyone come here Even if someone did, it wouldn't be Chen Ping. I think since you came back, you've been deliberately mentioning Chen Ping. Could it be that you like him"

"You must remember, he's just an ordinary mortal from the mundane world. How could he possibly be worthy of you Besides, you and Master Lü are already betrothed. Stop daydreaming."" Old Liu, the butler, nodded. Then he took a cloth bag from his person and placed it on the table. Inside were some precious medicinal herbs over a hundred years old, prepared for refining the Longev...