Zhang Jingyu gently placed the jade cup on the table in front of her, his expression gentle: "If you don't have enough money, you can go to Butler Lu to get some."
Su Qiao looked at the books without even raising his head: "It's enough, I just think they are too expensive."
Seeing that she was watching intently, Zhang Jingyu did not disturb her and slowly sat opposite her drinking tea.
After a while, Su Qiao finished reading a section, put the book down, gently picked up the jade cup and took a sip.
"Mm, good tea."
It is refreshing and refreshing, with a mellow fragrance that lingers on the teeth and cheeks, and there is a faint fragrance when you savor it.
Zhang Jingyu raised his lips slightly: "If you like, I'll ask Butler Lu to send you a can later."
Su Qiao quickly shook his head: "No need, things are valuable because they are rare. Good things can be tasted for a while. If you drink it every day, it probably won't be so delicious."
She didn't dare to accept it. If the jealous person knew about it, it would be a big disaster.
Seeing that she didn't look fake, Zhang Jingyu didn't force her. He pondered for a moment: "Ahem, about what happened last night..."
He suspected that it was his second personality that did this.
It was just to vent Su Qiao's anger.
He also suspected... Su Qiao also knew about this, otherwise, he would not be so calm today.
"What do you want to ask?"
Seeing that he looked embarrassed, Su Qiao felt something in his heart.
Could it be that he guessed that it was his doing
Probably... no.
The jealous girl never told him that it was she who saved him in front of the Paramount.
So, he probably doesn't know that he is quite skilled.
Zhang Jingyu hesitated for a moment and changed the subject: "Nothing, I just want to ask, what are you going to do about this?"
Su Qiao shrugged indifferently:
"Oh, I just asked my sister, and she refused to enter the Zhang family.
She said she didn't want to be a shameless third party and destroy the beautiful and sacred love between Mr. Zhang and Miss Lin Qiuci."
Zhang Jingyu: “…”
He felt that the girl had something wrong with her brain.
Fortunately, the girl in front of me looked normal.
Zhang Jingyu was too lazy to bother with these things anymore. He took out a few newspapers from under the coffee table and placed them in front of Su Qiao. His eyes became a little hot:
"These... were all written by you? Your pen name is Ting Yu?"
Su Qiao picked it up and took a few glances at it, and found that it was indeed the essay he had written, and some parts of it were even circled in ink.
"How do you know? Did Zhang Jingchen tell you?"
Zhang Jingyu shook his head slightly: "Butler Lu saw the envelope you sent in your manuscript before."
If housekeeper Lu had not mentioned that day that the letters sent by the Second Young Master's wife were all signed with the two words "Ting Yu", he really would not have known that these articles that had become popular recently and were circulated by many people were written by her.
Moreover, the collection of poems she wrote was very popular, and many people even copied it and hung it on the wall.
He has also read those two novels, and they are really well written.
I really don’t know how she can fit so many things in her little head.
Moreover, many of the arguments will make people feel as if their Ren and Du meridians are instantly opened up after reading them. Things that were previously unclear suddenly become clear, and they are deeply inspired.
"So that's how it is."
Now that he knew, Su Qiao had no intention of hiding it any longer.
She suddenly moved closer out of curiosity, "I'm a little curious, how do you block each other's perception?"
Zhang Jingyu looked at her deeply: "I used to be able to block him anytime and anywhere, but recently... he seems to have become much stronger."
"Has he been stimulated recently?"
As a doctor, Su Qiao spoke out of instinct and reflex, but she soon figured out the reason.
"Maybe." Zhang Jingyu lowered his eyes and slowly sipped his tea.