Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
“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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