"Why does Young Master Lu's calf have these two different scents?"
Qiu Qingtang smiled with her eyes squinting: "Palace Master Xiao sure has long legs."
Lu Jin'an's steps didn't pause in the slightest, nor did his expression change. What can this prove?
Especially since this fox spirit hasn't been excluded from the list of suspects for the letter. Who would believe her nonsense?
The smile on Qiu Qingtang's face slightly faded as she looked at the unmoved Lu Jin'an. Suddenly, she dispersed the smoke in her hand: "Aren't you even a bit flustered?"
"Why should I be panicked over baseless speculation?" Lu Jin'an shrugged off the concern with a smile: "I'm more inclined to suspect that letter is your handiwork."
He gave Qiu Qingtang a sidelong glance: "It's all about sowing discord."
"I didn't threaten you." Qiu Qingtang's steps remained light: "I just want to know... what's the kind of thrilling sensation one gets from an affair?"
