In her previous life, her grandmaster had brought her master to Da Yu to visit. At that time, she was young and wanted to sneak out, but she was found by the palace servants. In a moment of desperation, she bumped into him and was saved by him.

At that time, Qiu Xingfeng, who was eleven or twelve years old, was very interested in the three year old baby girl. As it turned out, Gong Cheng couldn't wait to get rid of her, so since Qiu Xingfeng took an interest in her, Gong Cheng allowed Gong Yimo to followed Qiu Xingfeng and become his apprentice.

But in this life, she didn't have the heart to disturb his life. But she still wonders if someone else had like her, unknowingly bumped into his embrace too.

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Qiu Xingfeng was baffled by her question, but he still honestly answered with a longing look in his eyes.

"This is the reason I'm here, I have come to look for her. The little girl didn't keep her word, she said she will be back in a month but it has been half a year already, yet she still hasn't come back to see me..."

His words of grievance torn apart Gong Yimo's heart! She drew in a deep breath, and then another, but Qiu Xingfeng's keen sense it. He felt that the girl was sad not because he traded her food with him, but it was because he has an apprentice.

It was fine, he might lead a happier life in this lifetime without her intervention. At least, he won't end up like he did in her previous life.

She spurred the horse to full speed and rushed to the location Gong Che had agreed on.

Wancheng.

At the same time, Gong Che was already awaiting her at the agreed location.

In the past few days, he had been listening to his subordinates' report that they didn't see Mo'er. Presumably, she must've put on a disguise, so he couldn't find her.

Their appointment was three days later at noon, located at Wancheng's most famous restaurant, Wanhong Restaurant.

Did he guessed wrong? Thinking of this, Gong Che became even more anxious.

Three days passed by slowly filled with both anticipation and suffering.

Gong Yimo raised her head to look at the plaque with the large words Wanhong Restaurant written on top of it and was a little surprised. Numerous wealthy young talents would go here to compose poetry and drink tea, it would cost thousands pounds of gold to dine here.

The short man next to Gong Yimo appeared somewhat eager and timid at the same time. He also raised his head to look at the plaque of the restaurant.