The young man froze for a moment, then gave him an odd look, showing no intention of getting acquainted. With a soft chuckle, he stepped back and turned to Qin Xiaoyue. "Xiaoyue, who is this? I don't think I've seen him before."
His voice betrayed nothing, but the small step he had taken back and the cold, watchful stares of the two servants beside him were hardly as friendly as his tone.
Qin Xiaoyue seemed to dislike being around this young man. Her expression was icy. "Young Master Zhao, must I report every visitor to my home to you?"
Zhao Wulie narrowed his eyes at her words, but a smile remained on his lips. "Listen to you. I was merely curious and asked a question. How did that upset you? I just returned from out of town and heard Master Qin was injured. As soon as I heard, I rushed over."
The coldness in Qin Xiaoyue's expression eased slightly. "Thank you for your concern, Young Master Zhao. My father's injuries are no longer serious. It's getting late, and I need to go back and cook, so I won't keep you."
She dipped in a slight bow.
"All right, then. We'll get together another time." Seeing this, Zhao Wulie did not persist. He swept a narrowed glance over Lin Shuguang, gave a chuckle of unclear meaning, and left the Other Courtyard with his men.
Qin Xiaoyue let out a small breath of relief and looked at Lin Shuguang. "Brother Lin, let's go."
Lin Shuguang nodded and glanced at Zhao Wulie's retreating figure, asking seemingly casually, "What's the background of this Young Master Zhao you mentioned?"
Qin Xiaoyue said helplessly, "The Zhao Family runs a well-known escort agency here. Zhao Wulie is their only son, and he's used to chasing women. I