"Sis, was Jing at Qingxiang House all morning?"
De'an sidled up to Chen Wanqing, asking in what he thought was a whisper.
"Yes, he was."
Chen Wanqing nodded, her expression perfectly calm, as if this were the most normal thing in the world. To her, De'an's overreaction was what was strange.
'But how is this normal?'
'Every time Jing comes to the county seat, he's so busy he never stops. But this time, he finished his work early just to spend time with Sis?'
'Is this normal? This is obviously not normal!'
'They might be engaged, but they aren't married yet. For the two of them to be alone in a room... oh, right, the shop door is open. They probably can't get up to much.'
Still, De'an shot Zhao Jing a harsh glare. 'So Jing is a schemer after all. Now I'm finally seeing his true colors.'
