Strange

Song Qingshu did not answer directly. "I assume Madam would not want others to know the circumstances under which we met?" There was nothing particularly unspeakable about how he had met Wang Xifeng, but his encounter with Qin Keqing was truly not something he could tell outsiders.

Thinking of the allure radiating from her entire body that night, Song Qingshu suddenly felt somewhat disappointed. Sure enough, three monks meant no water to drink. How wonderful it would have been if she had stayed just now.

Li Wan understood and said apologetically, "My question was too presumptuous." At his words, she could not help recalling the night Jia Rong had barged into her room. If Song Qingshu had not saved her, Jia Rong would likely have long since ruined her chastity.

For some reason, images suddenly began surfacing in her mind of how Jia Rong might have "bullied" her that night if Song Qingshu had not appeared...

"Pah, why would I think of that disgusting scoundrel? If it truly came to the worst, I would rather be with..." Li Wan suddenly looked up at the man not far away. Sword-like brows, starry eyes, dry, scorching lips, an Adam's apple that shifted faintly...

"What was Madam saying?" Song Qingshu gave her a puzzled glance. He had no idea what she had been muttering just now, and the way she looked at him was rather strange.

Song Qingshu was not lacking in self-awareness. No matter how charming he was, it was impossible for him to make this beautiful widow, who had always guarded her chastity so steadfastly, entertain such thoughts. He therefore assumed he had misjudged the situation.

"Nothing... nothing." Li Wan suddenly snapped awake, and panic immediately entered her voice. What exactly had she been thinking?

The more she thought about it,