"How could I! How could I! Would you stop imagining things? What mistress, what other man!" Wu Yuting had given Zuo Changlu quite a fright. How had she even made that connection?
"If it's not a mistress or another man, what are you so nervous about? Why do you look so weighed down with worries?" Wu Yuting's frown only deepened. Just as Zuo Changlu understood her well, she understood him equally well.
"Aren't I worried about Xiao Duo?"
Zuo Changlu coughed. "I wonder if things are finished over there yet. Now I finally understand what they mean by 'when a son travels a thousand miles, his mother worries.'"
"Xiao Duo is fine."
Wu Yuting was very certain. "With Xiao Xiong and Xiao Yu watching over him there, what could possibly happen?"
Wu Yuting was full of confidence.
Zuo Changlu gave a dry laugh. "Yes, exactly. What could possibly happen!"
Wu Yuting scrutinized Zuo Changlu, her eyes full of probing suspicion. "You're hiding something!"
Her tone was utterly certain.
"No!"
Startled, Zuo Changlu immediately denied it.
"You really are hiding something!" Zuo Changlu's nervousness only made Wu Yuting more certain. "Talk!"
"There's really nothing!" Zuo Changlu swore up and down.
Wu Yuting's gaze turned dangerous. "Are you going to tell me or not?! Have you really been keeping a mistress??"
"There really is nothing! What am I supposed to say?"
Zuo Changlu looked innocent, and a little aggrieved. "What could there possibly be? Don't you know who we are? Look at you, jumping at shadows every day... what are you doing? What sort of ideas have gotten into your head now? I spend all day with you. Even if I wanted to find someone, I'd need the time!"
After Zuo Changlu's barrage of quips and antics, Wu Yuting thought it over