Two-faced President, So Hard to Placate (31)

"Butler, have someone bring Second Miss Su to Second Young Mistress's room. I have something to discuss with Second Young Mistress."

"Yes." Butler Lu summoned a servant and made the arrangements.

Although Su Ying was unwilling, there was nothing she could do. She could only walk toward the Little White Building at the back, turning her head every three steps.

Once everyone had left, Butler Lu tactfully moved farther away.

Zhang Jingyu stepped into the pavilion. After a brief silence, he was still the first to break the deadlock.

"Did they give you a hard time?"

Su Qiao shook her head slightly. "They were merely insatiably greedy and ungrateful."

"Then just keep your distance from them in the future."

As he spoke, he turned toward Butler Lu in the distance and raised his voice slightly. "Butler, unless there's something urgent in the future, don't let them in."

"Yes." Butler Lu nodded.

Another silence settled over the pavilion.

The two of them had never had much contact before. They had only eaten together once, so they really didn't have much in common to talk about.

Su Qiao thought that he never came to the back of the residence. Since he had come today, he must have had something specific to discuss.

She simply didn't know what it was.

Zhang Jingyu felt that they couldn't go on like this. "Ahem, I... I have a few things I want to say to you."

"Have a seat." Su Qiao sat down gracefully and gestured for him to sit as well.

"If you... if you're having any difficulties... or if there's anything troubling you, you can tell me." For the first time, Zhang Jingyu didn't know how to express what he meant.

"Oh, all right." Su Qiao blinked. *Did he mean what she thought he