It was Wu Tianping from the next room, leaning on his wife, Mei Li. “It’s the Lunar New Year,” Wu Tianping said with a limp. “A bit quiet with just the two of you, so we thought we'd liven things up.” Mei Li shot him a playful look. “Don't listen to him,” she said to Lin Qingping. “He's just mad I didn't cook him a feast, so he followed the scent of your food over here.” Wu Tianping loved rich foo