March skies hung over swaying green oak leaves as pedestrians passed along the streets. The spring breeze drifted by, carrying the few white clouds slowly across the sky.
Following Little Su's instructions, Jiang Linyuan drove to a teahouse near the school.
Towering trees and paths paved with round stones lent the place an air of tranquility.
After Su Muzhi gave her name, a server led the two of them into a small private room.
From their conversation, Jiang Linyuan learned that Little Su had made the reservation well in advance.
It seemed she had been planning this for a long time.
Once they were seated, Su Muzhi ordered him a matcha latte and some desserts.
The tableware was actually porcelain bowls, which looked rather distinctive.
"When do you think she'll arrive?"
Su Muzhi stirred her coffee as she asked.
Jiang Linyuan glanced at the location Zhang Juntang had shared and estimated that she would arrive within five minutes.
"Soon."
"Jiang Linyuan, if you and she are still hiding anything from me, confess now. I might still spare your life."
Su Muzhi smiled as she ate her dessert.
Little Su still didn't trust me. I'm so hurt.
"No, that's everything. You must know about what happened in high school too. I've already told you everything that needed to be said afterward."
Jiang Linyuan took a sip of his latte.
A while later, the private room door was pushed open. Zhang Juntang looked left and right, her voice trembling slightly. "S-Sorry, I'm late..."
"Where are the photos?"
Su Muzhi cut her off without ceremony.
"Ugh! I-I didn't bring them."
Zhang Juntang's voice dropped even lower.
This Little Madwoman is so clueless. Just honestly hand over your criminal record, and Little Su might spare your life!
Jiang Linyuan took a sip of the