"Ah Jiu, are you actually feeling jealous?"
This question drifted out lightly, and Ah Jiu felt a tingly softness in his heart, a slight blush on his ears, and he said with a smile, "What if I say I am?"
Wufu raised her eyebrow, reached out to touch his forehead, and said, "You're fine though!"
With a twitch of his mouth, Ah Jiu replied, "I heard Wen Si visited your home yesterday, and you two got along well."
This statement was laden with a thick layer of sourness, yet a certain lady failed to notice and said, "It was all right, I guess. I get along with people quite well." She paused, then added, "A few days ago, I managed to get that Mr. Zhou thrown into jail; he came over to ask about it."
Was this her way of explaining things to him?
A smile crept into Ah Jiu's eyes as he walked alongside her, saying, "I know."
"You know?" Wufu raised her eyebrows at him, her gaze flickering, "Indeed, there's hardly anything you don't know."
Her words carried a deeper significance.
