Only after Zhang Xiaohua had settled down did Li Jinfeng ask with a grin, "Xiaohua, are you very familiar with this Qiutong?"
Zhang Xiaohua said, "Of course. Sister Qiutong was the one who had me go to Huanxi Mountain Villa, so naturally we're very familiar."
"How old is Qiutong? Where is she from? Does she have any other family members? And also, is she... is she betrothed?" Li Jinfeng fired off a long string of questions in one breath.
Zhang Xiaohua was taken aback. Muttering, he said, "We may be familiar, but... I've only met her two or three times. I really don't know much about the things you asked. How about I ask Sister Qiutong for you next time I see her?"
Li Jinfeng put a finger to his lips and went, "Shh~" Then he said, "How embarrassing would it be to ask her such things to her face? When you have the time, just find chances to ask little by little. But pay special attention—not a word to let her know I was the one asking, understand?"
Zhang Xiaohua froze. "Why? You're the one who wants to know. Why be so sneaky about it?"
Li Jinfeng clasped his hands behind his back and gazed out the window. "Guan-guan cry the ospreys, upon the islets in the river; a graceful and lovely maiden, a gentleman longs to woo her. Xiaohua, you're still young. You'll understand when you grow up."
Zhang Xiaohua was completely at sea. "What book is that line from? How come I've never heard it before?"
Li Jinfeng smiled. "Xiaohua, there are more books under heaven than one could count. Even if we spent our entire lives reading, we would struggle to finish a tenth of them. Thus, the sea of learning has no shore, while our