Chu Yi sneered. "Zhao Qian, you damn fatso. Afraid of Master finding out how filthy your heart is? I should be telling Master about this, so he'll detest you!"
Zhao Qian frowned. "How am I being filthy? No, about this, you can't ever tell Master. You will just embarrass him."
"You should be the embarrassed one," Chu Yi glared at him viciously.
Zhao Qian gave this a thought. "You're right."
After all, Zhao Qian was the one who had snuck a peek at the writing.
Chu Yi was taken aback. He had never expected the fellow to admit it so readily. The anger in Chu Yi's heart dissipated somewhat. He lectured Zhao Qian, "You should change if you know how embarrassing it is."
Zhao Qian nodded. "I'll never sneak another peek without Master's permission in the future."
Chu Yi stared at him.
Why did Chu Yi have the feeling that he and Zhao Qian were not on the same page?
What did Zhao Qian peek at?
