"Fang Mei, you send Ah Fang back home. I don't have any more business here, so you can come back later," Li Duming said.
"Oh."
Fang Mei nodded and said.
Watching Zhang Cheng's figure fade away.
Chen Fang asked, "Does your brother Zhang know about that thing we did?"
"Which thing?"
Fang Mei asked with a puzzled face.
Chen Fang was speechless and thrust his hips forward slightly. Fang Mei instantly understood, her face blushed, and she said, "How could I possibly tell him about such a thing?"
"So it's that your brother Zhang figured it out," Chen Fang said.
Fang Mei looked surprised.
She asked, "Can people actually tell that kind of thing?"
"Of course," Chen Fang said. "Look, before I watered this patch of dried-up land, your complexion was dull. But now? It's rosy and lustrous. That's a clear sign of having 'watered' it."
"You're the one who's a dried-up piece of land."
