"You were waiting for me while you were at it, huh?"
Jiang Xiaobai looked at Li Zhiwei before him, a smile spreading across his face.
Although Li Zhiwei still wore a veil, concealing her expression,
Jiang Xiaobai could tell from her slightly averted gaze and somewhat awkward posture.
This woman... definitely wasn't saying what she really felt.
"No!"
Li Zhiwei gently shook her head, her voice as soft as ever.
Only this time, it sounded a little less natural.
"All right, all right, all right. Let's say you weren't!"
Jiang Xiaobai chuckled.
It seemed this woman was at least a little worried about him after all.
Tsk, this actually feels pretty good!
"I... I wasn't!"
Li Zhiwei gave a soft huff.
But to Jiang Xiaobai, there was a distinctly girlish note in her voice.
Li Zhiwei also noticed the change in her tone and quickly changed the subject. "Heir Jiang, I heard from the maids that you went to the Clear Pavilion with my cousin?"
"Yes."
Jiang Xiaobai nodded slightly. "I took a look around."
"How were things there?"
As Li Zhiwei spoke, her voice grew noticeably more serious.
The Clear Pavilion was a place her father had spent years cultivating.
It was also a banner for the Chancellor's Residence among scholars and the literati.
If this matter truly blew up, not only would Jiang Xiaobai be thrust into the teeth of the storm, but the entire Chancellor's Residence would probably find it difficult to remain uninvolved.
"What else? They wanted your father to step in and strip me of my title as Top Graduate!"
Jiang Xiaobai continued, "Word that you like me has spread, too. Every last one of them said I wasn't worthy of you!"
Li Zhiwei showed no surprise at this. "Then, Heir Jiang, after you went