Qi Yue felt increasingly that something was amiss.
He Zhijing's kindness toward her was too conspicuous.
Especially after just confronting Shen Wanzhen, why did it seem like he was also trying to please her with a smile?
As everyone left the Shen Family in succession, Qi Yue wanted to speak with He Zhijing, but saw his carriage whisk away in a cloud of dust.
"Strange, it really is strange!"
"Miss, are you talking about Master He?"
"Mm," Qi Yue glanced at the old maid Zhang beside her, "Doesn't Madam Zhang feel it as well?"
"It's a bit overly attentive, but also normal," Madam Zhang said matter-of-factly, "For someone like Miss, any person with a bit of sense would rush to curry favor."
Qi Yue suddenly felt a little shy.
She liked this sense of pride!
Comfortable!
This Madam Zhang really was remarkable, not speaking much, but when she did, it hit the nail on the head!
