Chapter 115: Wu Yu 15 (2)
“But…” Tan Jiao hesitated and gently poked my back. “Cheng Baozhu must’ve fallen head over heels for Zheng Zhiwei for some reason. Sometimes, what a woman wants is not a man's idea of being respectful.”
Even though it was only a poke, I felt as if her soft touch had gone through my back and straight to my heart. Yet, she was already in front of me with her hands behind her back as she said, “Let’s go then, Ah Yu.”
She seemed somewhat happy, walking leisurely on our way back. Her expression looked calm as if she had not said anything just now.
I, on the other hand, still felt a weak, restless voice constantly urging me.
When we got back to the garden, we saw Feng Yan sitting alone there, enjoying some tea. She was wearing a thick, white downed jacket and a black dress. She greeted us with a smile.
She invited the two of us to tea. I must admit that a warm cup of tea in the cold truly warmed and calmed my heart. I had always respected Professor Cheng and his wife. As such, I was determined to save them from the fire.
“Where’s the professor?” Tan Jiao asked.
With a smile, Feng Yan replied, “Probably in his reading room. We sometimes don’t see each other for the whole day.”
“How is Ruying’s cold?” I asked out of courtesy.