Miss Wen, sorry to disturb you!
At the landlady's house, Su Qing spoke very politely.
Hearing that, Wen Nanqing was stunned for a moment, then retorted: "You brat, cut the crap. You're being polite to me now? You weren't shy when you came to my house for free meals before.
How is Shen Yi? Is she feeling better?"
"Well, although Shen Yi hasn't woken up yet, the doctor said it's not serious, and all she needs now is rest. To tell you the truth, Miss Wen, I am here to ask you for help this time!" Su Qing said calmly, his voice steady, with not a hint of disturbance in his gaze, appearing gentle and cultivated. But the landlady instinctively sensed something awry.
It's not the first day she knows Su Qing. They've been acquainted for more than a year, coupled with Shen Yi's presence, she wasn't as clear as Shen Yi about Su Qing's personality, but had a general idea.
But at this moment, Su Qing gave her a dangerous feeling, like... a refined scoundrel.
