Leaving the First Hall.
Zheng Qing didn't go back to Xuanhuang Palace or San You Bookstore, but headed to Greenhill Mansion instead.
After all, he'd gone and assigned Su Shijun a very tricky job without even discussing it with her first; from any angle, he owed her an explanation.
Only, the moment he imagined how that Big Fox might react, his paws started to itch with nerves. He loitered by the little stream in front of the mansion gate, hesitating over how to open his mouth later in a way that sounded halfway appropriate.
Creak!
The side door in the wooden fence opened from inside, and it was Jiang Yu who opened it.
"—So, when are you planning to come in?"
She asked in a very pleasant tone.
Zheng Qing didn't bother hiding his shock at all:
"—You haven't left yet?!"
"So, you were planning to wait until I left before coming in?"
The Witch narrowed her eyes at that, her expression and tone both a bit delicate.
