Collecting Memories

While Chu Shihan was busy playing the ugly imitation, Su Miaoxi had not been idle either.

She had poured her heart into gathering information about Second Senior Brother. Yet Lin Huaixu, the gossip king who was usually the best-informed, had vanished at this crucial moment. Left with no choice, she turned her sights on Lin Mumu.

At Spirit Sword Peak, in the bamboo grove at their usual spot, Su Miaoxi had specially laid out a tea setting. She arrived early and arranged everything properly.

The tea had been given to her by her master. She could no longer remember which grand banquet it had been brought back from, but it was certainly no ordinary tea. Su Miaoxi did not usually drink tea, so the leaves had remained piled in a corner until now. Only because she had a favor to ask did she dig them out.

Not only that, she had put considerable effort into preparing exquisite pastries herself. Every piece had a unique shape and gave off an enticing fragrance.

Halfway through the tea gathering, Su Miaoxi felt the time was right and finally got to the point. She bent slightly forward and, like a nimble little deer, lightly moved closer to Lin Mumu, who was seated to the side drinking tea. She slowly crouched down, her upturned gaze filled with earnest pleading.

In a soft, sweet voice, she said, "Sixth Senior Sister, I really, really want to know about Second Senior Brother. If you know anything, tell me, okay—" Her final note curled upward with a coquettish sweetness that made her terribly hard to refuse.

Seeing how serious she looked, Lin Mumu could not help smiling. She raised a slender finger and heavily poked Su Miaoxi between the brows, making her wince and hurriedly rub her head.

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