When Bright Moon Encounter the Dark Clouds - Chapter 112

Suddenly, it hit me that compared to Zheng Zhiwei, Wu Yu actually was not aware of his flirting. Zheng Zhiwei seemed experienced with women and knew what he was doing.

With that comparison, Zheng Zhiwei suddenly felt inferior. I could not help glance at Wu Yu and found that his gaze was on me. His gaze looked deep, enigmatic, and somewhat cold. This gaze was similar to the one he had yesterday when I was looking at the gardener. It felt cold and even a little unpleasant, but it was well hidden.

I put on a courteous smile and no longer looked at Zheng Zhiwei’s eyes. After making small talk for a brief moment with him, I took a step back and returned to Wu Yu’s side. I wonder if he had noticed that.

“Zhiwei.” Cheng Baozhu’s voice sounded from upstairs. The two looked at each other with smiles. “I’ll be going to talk with Baozhu, auntie.”

The old madam said nothing. Zheng Zhiwei had already dashed upstairs and was holding Zheng Baozhu in his arms. Fixing his gaze on Zheng Baozhu, he seemed like a different man compared to how he was a few seconds ago. He seemed gentle and looked totally focused on Zheng Baozhu, which left me with a good opinion of him.

Wu Yu told Professor Cheng he did not want to be sitting around doing nothing, so he offered to go tidy up the garden and check the electrical and plumbing. Initially, Professor Cheng did not want him to do it, telling him that a guest should not do such things. However, Wu Yu insisted on it and also jokingly said that this was his expertise afterall. And so, Professor Cheng agreed to it.

It was afternoon now. Seeing Wu Yu head out, I quickly followed him. When he noticed me coming along, he took a glance at me but said nothing. After the two of us had gone out of the door and there was no one around, he said, “It’s cold outside. I can do this alone. You should stay inside.”

I knew that his real intention was to check the electrical works in order to exclude any fire hazards. However, it was stifling to sit in that house for any longer, so I insisted. “I want to go as well.”

We stood below a tree in the garden. The cold was going through my shoes, making my feet cold. Wu Yu took a look at me and said, “You can’t help me.”

Though I heard him, us being alone here only made me think about the way he tenderly called me Jiaojiao last night. I thought of the look on his face when I turned his chin toward me while I stood between his legs.

“Ah Yu, are you scared you’ll be distracted?”

The surrounding suddenly felt very quiet and cold.

“Why would I be distracted?”

Damn it, he completely cut off the conversation.

I was not thick-skinned to that point, so I turned my head and crossed my arms like a spoiled child and insisted. “I don’t care. I just want to go.”

After a brief lull, I heard him say, “Be careful, the floor is slippery. Also, don’t get cut by the branches.”

And so without giving it much thought, I followed him.

The Cheng family villa rested on the side of the hill. Aside from the tea farm in front, the villa was surrounded by forest. The closest village main road was a few minutes walk, while the village at the bottom of the hill was about a half-hour walk. I guess that was also why the fire at the Chengs could not be put out.

We went around the house first, cleaning up the dried leaves and branches that were around the house. These were flammable too, I suppose.

While picking up the branches from the ground, I suddenly asked, “Don’t you think the entire Cheng family seems pretty quiet and introverted? Zheng Zhiwei, though, seems pretty friendly, and everyone seems to like him a lot.”