Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
“But…” Tan Jiao hesitated and gently poked my back. “Cheng Baozhu must’ve fallen head over heels for Zheng Zhiwei for some reason. Sometimes, what a woman wants is not a man's idea of being respectful.”
Even though it was only a poke, I felt as if her soft touch had gone through my back and straight to my heart. Yet, she was already in front of me with her hands behind her back as she said, “Let’s go then, Ah Yu.”
She seemed somewhat happy, walking leisurely on our way back. Her expression looked calm as if she had not said anything just now.
I, on the other hand, still felt a weak, restless voice constantly urging me.
When we got back to the garden, we saw Feng Yan sitting alone there, enjoying some tea. She was wearing a thick, white downed jacket and a black dress. She greeted us with a smile.
She invited the two of us to tea. I must admit that a warm cup of tea in the cold truly warmed and calmed my heart. I had always respected Professor Cheng and his wife. As such, I was determined to save them from the fire.
“Where’s the professor?” Tan Jiao asked.
With a smile, Feng Yan replied, “Probably in his reading room. We sometimes don’t see each other for the whole day.”
“How is Ruying’s cold?” I asked out of courtesy.
“She’s much better now. She always catches a cold, so don’t be too worried.”
At that moment, some noise came from the front of the garden. They were from the workers that we saw yesterday. Feng Yan stood up and told us, “I need to attend to them. You guys carry on.”
Then one of the workers called out, “Miss Cheng, we’ve come to work.”
Feng Yan walked over, greeting them with a smile as she asked, “Have you two eaten lunch?”
“Not yet, Miss Cheng.”
“In that case, I’ll go cook up some of the dumplings we made this morning. You guys can start working, I’ll bring you the food later.”
“Thank you, Miss Cheng,” the two said simultaneously.
The two workers took a few glances at us before going to the other side of the garden to work.
“Your professor and his wife respect each other a lot. I haven’t seen them talk
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