Upon hearing that she had something to say to him, Yu Minglang became attentive.
Xiao Qian sat down on the bench of the lakeside pavilion first, while Yu Minglang stood waiting for her to speak.
Perhaps the young lady wanted to express her feelings of parting to him. He had to be mentally prepared. When it was over, he'd take the opportunity to hold her hand in secret...
"How's the investigation I asked you to do?" Xiao Qian sat with one leg crossed over the other, one hand in her pocket, asking questions as if she were a boss chatting with her subordinate.
"What investigation?"
"Zheng Xu's 14 years old."
Kucha, a bucket of water poured down, and Yu Minglang instantly stopped feeling good.
"We rarely have time alone, and you have to bring him up?"
Xiao Qian pushed her glasses up.
