Because he was really unsure of Shen Ning's purpose, and because his heart was beating like a drum now, he had to use the utmost strength to say these words calmly.
"Mr. Zhou is not feeling well. It's very windy here. Why don't we go to the room to take shelter from the wind. I can also take a pulse of Mr. Zhou. I wonder what Mr. Zhou would like?"
Shen Ning asked politely, with a calm and generous expression. She didn't seem to be teasing or teasing.
When Zhou Zhongkang heard this, why did he feel so awkward
Obviously he is the master here, but this girl has turned against the guest, making herself so embarrassed.
He took a deep breath and forced a faint smile.
"Miss Shen, please sit inside, Wufu, go make some tea."
He knew that he couldn't avoid it now, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and led Shen Ning into the study room in the back hall. He invited Shen Ning to sit on the guest seat and sat on the main seat to accompany him, but he didn't He knew what to say, and he didn't know Shen Ning's purpose, so he had no choice but to remain silent.
Shen Ning was not in a hurry to speak. Instead, she raised her eyes and looked around. When she saw the mountains of books on the bookshelf, her eyes shone with interest.
"Master Zhou, there are many books here."
"Ahem, cough, okay, okay." Zhou Zhongkang coughed, and finally raised his eyes to look at Shen Ning, thinking, you are not here to borrow a book from me, are you
Unexpectedly, before he finished this thought, he heard Shen Ning say: "I wonder if I can borrow it?"
"Oh, yes, of course."
Of course he couldn't refuse this.
"I wonder which book Miss Shen would like to borrow?"
Shen Ning smiled and said, "Just ask me this. I don't know what books Mr. Zhou has here."
Zhou Zhongkang couldn't help but blush on his face, thinking to himself what was wrong with him today. He was obviously several years older than this girl and had been a court official for several years, but he always felt at a loss in front of her and behaved inappropriately. Afraid of saying something wrong.
Who knows that the more you are afraid of saying something wrong, the more likely you are to say something wrong.
Shen Ning stood up, walked to the row of bookshelves, and looked at them seriously.
She casually took out a book, flipped through it, and said, "Is it okay for me to borrow this book, Mr. Zhou?"
Zhou Zhongkang didn't even look at what kind of book it was, so he nodded and said, "Okay, okay, of course."
"Then thank you Master Zhou. I will return it in time after I finish reading it." Shen Ning returned to her seat with the book, put it in her hand, and said with a smile.
Zhou Zhongkang then raised his eyes and saw that what she was holding was a thin old book, written about landscape travel notes. It was not a famous book, and even he had hardly read it.
He was a little strange and asked: "Miss Shen, do you like reading travel notes? I have a few more well-written books here, why don't you borrow those books from Miss Shen?"
Shen Ning smiled and shook her head: "I just like this one."
Zhou Zhongkang felt strange, but he couldn't ask any more questions. Neither of them had any direction, and the atmosphere was awkward for a moment.
Just then Wufu brought tea, which resolved the silence.
Wufu had already heard the conversation between the two people when he was outside the door, and couldn't help but complain silently in his heart.
Young Master, Young Master, you have read so much that you have made yourself stupid. Why did Miss Shen come here to borrow some books? She just wanted to find a reason to return them.