He really was a fool, a total Big Fool, to worry the whole night over this and hide away, not daring to touch her.
The knocking sound rushed to life.
"Come in."
Leng Lin glanced at his son and spoke up loudly.
Aunt Su hurried in, glancing at the messy study, "Zimo, Xiao Qian has left."
Leng Zimo turned abruptly, "What happened?"
"I heard you and your father arguing, and I was worried about you both, so I thought I'd have Xiao Qian come up and try to mediate. Xiao Qian came up with a fruit plate. I then went into the kitchen. Later, I heard footsteps, hurried out, and saw the fruit plate on the coffee table, but she was gone. I chased out the door only to see her running towards the gate, wiping her face as she went. Something seemed off to me..."
"It's over, she must have heard us talking. I deserve to die!"
Leng Zimo exclaimed and dashed down the stairs.
