Forty minutes later, a black Rolls-Royce with the Xi Family emblem stopped in front of the Phoenix Pavilion.
The Phoenix Pavilion is one of the most prestigious, expensive, and high-end teahouses in the Imperial Capital. It is said that even the carvings on the jade pillars outside the building were done by the most famous jade sculptor in China, worth millions.
Ruan Qi had heard Shen Wenqian talk about the Phoenix Pavilion before, and as she got out of the car fully armored, her first thought was to check out the million-worth pillars.
The young girl, wearing a mask and hat, ran to the tall white jade pillars, gently touched the carvings with her white fingers, and then quickly withdrew her hand like a startled little animal.
The Xi father and son, who had just gotten out of the car, were amused by this scene.
Xi Jiu slightly curved his lips, with his long legs stepping up the stairs, walked over to the curious young girl's side.
"Does baby like this?"
