Juhua was enjoying the warm, humid spring air when she froze at his words. She saw Qingmu watching her quietly and considered his question more deeply. 'Is he talking about what Aunt Zhao brought up? But how would my brother know?'
Juhua smiled. "If you have a question, Brother, just ask me directly. Otherwise, how am I supposed to know what you're talking about?"
Qingmu smiled faintly. "I just want to know if you have any thoughts about the person Aunt Zhao mentioned."
Juhua deliberately mimicked his tone. "What thoughts could I have? I've never even met him."
Qingmu laughed out loud at that. He watched Laishou playing with Black Dog and said, "Actually, I want to know what you really think of Huai Zi. If you're not interested in him, then we'll have to start looking for other people."
