"G-good?" Lu Weisheng answered with uncertainty. He shuttered again, "W-why would you ask me that? Did something happen between you and Zheyan again?"
"No?" Xiong Jingfei answered, even though flashes of what happened in the rain came rushing back.
"W-why would you ask me that?" Lu Weisheng stammered, avoiding eye contact with her.
"To break the ice?" Xiong Jingfei shrugged her shoulders. "I thought you had something to tell me privately."
Earlier, Lu Weisheng kept glancing back at her even though he came into the room shouting Yang Zheyan's name. Whatever it was that he had to tell Yang Zheyan, it felt more like he rather talked to her about it.
