"Zuo Xiaoduo!"
A clear but somewhat awkward, timid voice rang out.
Zuo Xiaoduo looked toward the voice.
A person stood before him, with a slender, graceful figure, exquisitely refined features, and a crisp, practical crop of short hair.
It was none other than Meng Chenyu.
At that moment, her beautiful, large eyes gazed at him uneasily, their rims faintly red.
The intersection where they stood was still a thousand meters from the gates of Second High School.
Zuo Xiaoduo instinctively grew wary. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "Meng Chenyu? You're looking for me?"
"Yes!"
Meng Chenyu nodded vigorously, her voice softer and more yielding than ever before.
Zuo Xiaoduo frowned and whipped out his little mirror to take a look at himself-
Mm, no scares, no danger!
Besides... if Meng Chenyu wanted to kill me, she wouldn't come so openly, would she?
At the very least, she wouldn't do it herself.
Even if the Meng Family was now in trouble and gradually declining, it still wouldn't come to that.
Zuo Xiaoduo understood that much very well.
"What do you want with me?"
Zuo Xiaoduo said coldly, "There's nothing for us to talk about, is there?"
"Zuo Xiaoduo..."
Meng Chenyu took two steps forward and pleaded, "Could we... find somewhere else to have a proper talk?"
"What do you want to say?"
"I have an enormous secret to tell you!" Meng Chenyu said in a low voice.
"An enormous secret? You?"
Zuo Xiaoduo looked distrustfully at Meng Chenyu's expectant face.
"Heh. I don't believe you, but we do have some history, at least. Come with me."
It was the same secluded, desolate, abandoned house.
Zuo Xiaoduo had left only five minutes earlier. Even he hadn't expected to return so soon.
"Whatever it is, hurry up and say it. I still have