Luoyu straightened her face, then shook her head in an instant, "No, he..."
Before she could finish, she silenced herself.
Li Qiao turned her head toward her, a smile playing on her lips that was cool in its warmth, "All of this today, quite the coincidence, isn't it?"
...
In the tea room, Li Qiao walked in with a rather wooden mood.
Housekeeper Xiao was not present, only Shang Zonghai stood in front of the tea rack, lost in thought while staring at an aged tea cake.
He didn't speak, so Li Qiao didn't disturb him either.
The two of them shared the quiet space, each harboring their thoughts.
After a while, Shang Zonghai's extended and profound gaze gradually regained clarity. He turned around with the Buddha Beads in hand, his eyes gentle, "Girl, have you found out everything?"
Li Qiao had anticipated thousands of possible opening remarks, so she was surprised by Shang Zonghai's blunt approach.
