In the northeast corner pavilion of Luyin Pavilion in West City, a food box sat neatly in the center of a round stone table. Beside it were two dishes, each kept warm in a double-layered hollow warming plate filled with boiling water, which preserved their heat perfectly.
Wen Hengzhi sat on a stone stool by the table, remaining silent for a long time as if waiting for the young woman standing nearby to speak first.
*Quite polite and courteous indeed,* Moyan thought to herself.
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