'He acted all prim and proper on the surface, but once his clothes were off, he became a completely different person. Not only did lewd words flow freely from his mouth, but he was also shameless, with no regard for propriety or his status.'
'Honestly, she just couldn't handle him at all.'
Zhao Jing couldn't tell her it was well past breakfast time. He was afraid Wanqing would remember his unbridled behavior from last night and get angry with him again. So, he made an excuse, "Father had urgent business and had to go back."
"What did Father come here for?"
"To remind us to be careful for the next few days and not to go out if we don't have to."
"Why?"
Zhao Jing led Chen Wanqing to the kitchen, taking out warm soy milk, fried dough sticks, and meat buns from a pot. He had gone out to buy them a short while ago and kept them steaming over a pot of hot water, so they were still nice and warm.
