Lady Wang still wouldn't accept the reality. "Maybe nothing happened between them. Maybe Xiao Liu is fine, right?"
Granny Gui sighed.
Rising to her feet in a hurry, Lady Wang almost knocked a chair over. "I'm going to ask Xiao Liu now! Maybe she's alright!"
Flower Butterfly Yard, Perching Phoenix Pavilion.
A tall Chinese parasol tree stood outside the building, its green leaves as clean as if they had just been washed.
However, Feng Liu, who was lying in bed, didn't feel clean at all.
Lady Wang rushed into the room while Granny Gui guarded the door. Grabbing Feng Liu's shoulders with both hands, she asked in a harsh tone and a twisted face, "Xiao Liu, tell me the truth. Did it really happen? Did it?!"
Feng Liu didn't answer the question directly. Instead, she grasped her mother's hands and asked eagerly, "Will Feng Wu tell the others? Am I going to be ruined? My reputation! Mother, help me! Help me —"
