Ma Guan's principles were far too flexible.
While he certainly disliked expensive, unattractive things, he was perfectly willing to accept anything that didn't cost much silver.
He didn't even care if they were beautiful.
And when the word "free" wasn't associated with "charity" and didn't wound his fragile pride as a scholar, Lou Yuxue became like a goddess in his eyes.
Such a kind, beautiful... soul.
This was Ma Guan's first visit to "There's a Wonton Shop by the Clouds," yet it already felt like home.
"Proprietress, another two bowls of wontons!"
Lou Yuxue answered with a smile and instructed a nearby waiter to bring him more.
Ma Guan shot a cautious glance at Chen Yi, a sheepish look on his face.
"Please forgive me, Mr. Qingzhou. I was so engrossed in my studies last night that I forgot to eat or sleep, so my appetite is a bit bigger than usual this morning."
"Eat up if you're hungry. It's no big deal."
