The next day was Tuesday.
After the morning Divination class, while Jiang Yu went to the Office Building to turn in her assignment, Zheng Qing quietly dragged Li Meng into the small Tree grove beside the Office Building, planning to make a deal with her.
The subject of the deal was Jiang Yu's "movements" the night before last.
Although Doctor had already guessed that Jiang Yu might have been the one who "beat up" those students, there was no concrete evidence. And Zheng Qing himself absolutely did not have the courage to stand before the witch, look into her eyes, and ask about it.
After all, the root of all this trouble lay in his relationship with Su Shijun.
He was truly caught between a rock and a hard place.
"One handkerchief! It has to be one Councilwoman Su has used!"
Li Meng held up one finger and glared fiercely at the young scholarship student. On one hand, she despised him for being a scumbag who two-timed women; on the other, she could not bear to give up this chance to get close to her idol. So, while beating Zheng Qing up in her mind, she made a deal with him in reality.
Unfortunately, Zheng Qing did not have a handkerchief Su Shijun had used. He might have had a chance to sneak one or two out, but he worried that the next time he entered Qingqiu Mansion, the mansion's owner or the Head Maid would grab him by the neck and throw him out the door.
"You can get Poseidon to help!" Li Meng offered a very "reliable"-sounding suggestion with ill intent. "Have it steal one, then pretend it tore it up. Wouldn't that mean nobody could trace it?"
Who taught a kid to lie and steal?
Zheng Qing