Zhang Yuanmin held up a finger, gesturing as he said something to Zhao Jun. When he finished, however, he saw Zhao Jun just staring at him blankly without a word.
The smile on Zhang Yuanmin's face froze. He turned his head to look at Yang Yufeng, who was standing beside him.
Zhang Yuanmin was sitting on the kang-bed while Yang Yufeng stood beside it, looking down at him with a dark, expressionless face.
Zhang Yuanmin's heart skipped a beat. He snapped his head back around and saw Little Lingdang, who had been studying at the back of the kang, had also put down her textbook and was staring intently at him.
For a moment, three of the four people in the room were staring at Zhang Yuanmin, but none of them said a word.
"This... What's going on?" Zhang Yuanmin felt a surge of panic.
Zhao Jun gave him a deep look, then stood up and turned to Yang Yufeng. "It's already past six," he said. "You should get dinner started. I'll be heading back."
