Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 279: More Dishes
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Gentle Snow After Story 2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1235- Opening their eyes
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 972: Searching for the Star Radiant Gate
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 345 - Not Qualified To Speak To
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.1: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3845: The Cloaked Old Man
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
I was fairly surprised when I saw the two of them here. Then again, no one else would do this.
The afternoon sky was grey, and the Chengs had settled down for this cold day. With a coat draped over his shoulder and a shirt that was not completely buttoned up, Zheng Zhiwei came up the stairs with one hand holding the rails. Looking obviously upset, he turned and fixed his gaze on Tan Jiao and I.
Cheng Baozhu was behind him. Wearing a sweater and a dress, her hair was a mess, and her face was glowing red. She looked down and seemed very embarrassed.
The four of us stood there in that cramped shed. In the end, Zheng Zhiwei put on a smile and said, “Why have the two of you come here?” He took a glance at Cheng Baozhu and continued, “I thought no one would come here during the afternoon.”
“Professor Cheng asked me to help with some plumbing issues, so I came to grab a wrench.” I had no plans of telling him the truth. Fortunately, Tan Jiao picked up on that and said nothing.
I did not really like people like Zheng Zhiwei. Arrogant and pretentious.
“Oh… I thought the two of you were looking for somewhere like this,” Zheng Zhiwei said in a joking tone.
My brows had knitted but Tan Jiao, who was standing behind me, asked, “Mr. Zheng, what do you mean? Why would we look for a place like this?”
In the past, I had flipped through the novels Wu Miao read. Thinking that Tan Jiao must know very well what he meant, I could not help but let out a chuckle.
However, Zheng Zhiwei did not get angry at Tan Jiao's indifferent retort, merely smiling at her.
Cheng Baozhu, who had been silent the whole time, spoke out at that moment, “I’ll go back to my room.”
Grabbing her by the arm, Zheng Zhiwei said lovingly, “Don’t be mad. It’s all my fault.”
Then he turned to us. “Look for whatever you’re looking for. But remember to keep this a secret.”
After receiving an affirmative nod from me, Zheng Zhiwei placed his arm around Cheng Baozhu and left.
“Are we… still going down the basement? I mean… they were just there...it wouldn’t be…” Tan Jiao as
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