Xia Ruya sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake of Boya Pavilion, with a panoramic view of the entire scenery of Boya Pavilion, and sitting opposite her was the mysterious owner of Boya Pavilion.
She still had a mask on her face, and her hands were beautifully and delicately maintained, comparable to those of a young woman.
At this moment, she was brewing tea. The lingering tea fragrance and the misty tea fog were quite elegant and contented.
"I haven't seen you for six years, and Boyaxuan doesn't seem to have changed much."
Xia Ruya stared at the person opposite her, but the moist green mist from the stove was rising up, blurring her vision and the person opposite her, making her feel as if she was always in a fog and unable to fathom a mystery.
Six years have passed, and this person is still the same as before, making her unable to see through him.
However, it seems to be natural.
If it was so easy to see through, how could she have plotted against Wen Xinya quietly, and even let Wen Xinya fall into her trap without any defense, and be driven by her willingly.
"I haven't seen you for six years. It seems that Miss Xia has changed a lot."
Her voice was elegant, with the restraint and depth of years. As soon as she opened her mouth, there was an inexplicable majesty. She made tea without even raising her head, and it seemed that she was much more interested in tea than the person opposite her.
Xia Ruya's expression changed, and she was a little unsure of the deep meaning of her words: "It seems that Master Xuan has lived in seclusion in the city. Although he has not come out of the world, many things still cannot escape your eyes."
This sentence is a compliment, but also a test.
In the past, because of her great-grandfather, she had some friendship with the owner of Boya Xuan.
However, at the Qianjin Banquet six years ago, she and Wen Xinya had a falling out, and Boyaxuan fired her on the spot. After that, she returned to Hong Kong City and they haven't been in contact since.
This time, it was also because Boya Xuan was going to hold a grand banquet. She saw through the owner of Boya Xuan's intention to use Wen Xinya, so she came to visit.
The owner of Boya Xuan stirred the tea gently and said, "You don't have to test me. You must know how deep the water is in the upper class of Beijing. Since Boya Xuan has always been able to occupy a place and navigate the world with ease, and has a transcendent status, the so-called seclusion and lack of desires is just to deceive some ignorant people who don't know the inside story!"
When it comes to interests, there can’t be any ambiguity.
Therefore, Boya Xuan hid in the capital, quietly observing the overall situation.
Although she got the answer she wanted, Xia Ruya was not so happy. She changed the subject: "You used Wen Xinya to hype up the Qianjin Banquet. I'm afraid Wen Xinya has seen through your calculations. She thinks highly of herself and behaves in a noble manner. Based on my understanding of Wen Xinya over the years, I'm afraid she won't let it go!"
Xia Ruya has restrained all her tentative thoughts.
The owner of Boyaxuan was a man of deep scheming, the only one she had ever seen in her life. He seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, forcing her to be cautious.
"Don't even think about involving me in the feud between you and Wen Xinya. No matter how bad Boyaxuan is, not everyone can mess with it."
The owner of Boya Xuan gently picked up the tea bowl, separated the tea foam, scooped a bowl of tea, and poured it into the elegant and plain blue and white cup in front of him. The amber tea soup was clear and transparent.
Xia Ruya's intention was exposed. She was embarrassed for a moment, but soon recovered: "The master of the pavilion held a banquet worth thousands of gold. It is indeed a grand event in the upper class."
Six years ago, she lost face in public at the Qianjin Banquet, so the owner of Boyaxuan naturally would not invite her.
And no matter how shameless she is, she will never attend a banquet worth a thousand gold coins again.
The smile on Boyaxuan's owner's lips deepened: "Boyaxuan has been silent for too long, it's time to show up."
Xia Ruya smiled and said, "Then I wish in advance that the Master's banquet will be a great success and become famous."
The existence of Boyaxuan is as mysterious as that of Jiayuan Club.
She had asked Mr. Z to investigate Boyaxuan before, but the information they found was even less than that of Jiayuan Club.
She had a vague feeling that Boya Xuan had become a force of its own in the capital, and was extremely hidden, even as powerful as Zhishan Yahui.
From Xia Ruya's observation, she found that the owner of Boyaxuan did not seem to like Wen Xinya. If she could pull her into her camp, then dealing with Wen Xinya would be a piece of cake.
However, after several conversations, she was countered everywhere and was in a passive position, which made her quite unprepared.
"I'll lend you my good words."
A trace of annoyance flashed across Xia Ruya's eyes, but she couldn't help but say, "As far as I know, you once had a relationship with the Mo family..."
The owner of Boya Xuan interrupted her with a calm voice, "This is the Silver Needle tea cultivated by Boya Xuan. Although it is a little less mature than the Junshan Silver Needle, it has a noble fragrance and a mellow and sweet taste. It is also a unique flavor. Miss Xia, why don't you taste it?"
The owner of Boya Xuan pushed a cup of tea in front of Xia Ruya.
Xia Ruya knew she had spoken out of turn: "Master Xuan's tea-making skills are getting better and better."
The embarrassment just now was completely resolved because of a cup of tea.
The owner of Boyaxuan remained silent.
Her attitude made Xia Ruya feel a little uneasy. She didn't know why, but she always felt insecure when facing the owner of Boya Pavilion. "It's worth the trip to be here today and have the owner personally brew tea for me."
Xia Ruya is very sensible.
Since the owner of Boya Xuan is not the kind of person who can be manipulated by her, she will not embarrass herself.
"Since you are going there in person, how can I let you return empty-handed?"
The owner of Boya Xuan was holding a teacup and sipping fragrant tea. The mask obscured the expression on her face, but her words were full of deep meaning.
Xia Ruya subconsciously raised her eyes to look at her, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes: "Master Xuan, could it be that you mean..."
She was obviously cautious in what she said next, fearing that it might be misunderstood and make her unhappy.
"I intend to restore the reputation of Boyaxuan. Your stirring up trouble in the capital this time is quite beneficial to me. I have always been clear about gratitude and resentment. Since I have benefited from you, I will naturally give you the same return."
After saying that, she took off the sachet from her waist and handed it to Xia Ruya.
Xia Ruya was stunned and quickly took it: "Thank you, Master Xuan."
This sachet is very delicate, with elegant lily of the valley embroidered on it. The faint floral fragrance lingers in her nose, smelling very pleasant. She is really curious about what is in this sachet.
Somehow, she felt a little excited inside, but she still forced herself to restrain herself and did not open the sachet on the spot.
"Open it after you go back!" The owner of Boyaxuan glanced at her indifferently, and his tone became a little dull.
Xia Ruya knew that she had already intended to drive the guest away, so Wen Qin Zhiya said, "Thank you very much for the gift, Master Xuan. I apologize for disturbing you today."
After that, Xia Ruya said goodbye.
Looking at Xia Ruya walking away in the background, the owner of Boya Xuan lowered his head slightly, looked at the clear yellow tea in the teacup, and an unfathomable smile appeared on his lips.