"You're right, Miss. I'll remember that." Wu Feng was right after all. Apart from being a bit sharp-tongued to the young master, Miss Mo Lan was quite nice to them.

Just remember that.

The people around Qin Su are indeed all very different. I wonder what kind of person Piao Xue is. I'd like to meet her sometime.

The two remained silent for the rest of the journey. After Jing Lei attributed the problem to his young master, his attitude towards Mo Lan became much more friendly.

Mo Lan had no intention of finding out Qin Su's secrets. This Jing Lei in front of her seemed straightforward, but who knew if he would set her up?

Currently, she and Qin Su are considered half friends, and she believes it's better to maintain certain boundaries when dealing with friends.

The two had just stepped into the inn when they ran into Wufeng. Upon seeing Jinglei and Molan walking together, Wufeng coughed lightly.

"Miss Mo Lan is back. The young master just mentioned you, saying that he would have Ting Yu take your pulse again to check the recovery of your wounds and see if the prescription needs to be changed."

"Okay, I'll go back and wait. Jing Lei, thank you for escorting me."

Mo Lan nodded, thinking that Qin Su should be leaving soon, which was why she was in a hurry to have Ting Yu check on her injuries.

"You're welcome, it's all my pleasure." Hearing Mo Lan's thanks, Jing Lei waved his hands repeatedly, his face beaming with smiles.

Wu Feng looked at Mo Lan's retreating figure, then at Jing Lei, and asked, "When did you become so familiar with Miss Mo Lan?"

"Of course I met her on the way. What's so strange about that? I've known her for a long time... I've been exposed!" Looking at Wufeng's straight eyes, Jinglei lacked confidence and his voice grew softer and softer as he spoke.

"Since I've already been exposed, I might as well take this opportunity to find out more about the situation, so we started chatting."

"Oh? So what did you find out?" Wufeng looked at Jinglei speechlessly. You're just being presumptuous, aren't you?

If he accidentally does something stupid and gets himself killed someday, he might be kind enough to collect his body.

Jing Lei looked at Wu Feng, pulled him aside, and whispered, "Miss Mo Lan doesn't dislike our young master at all. If we help him work hard, maybe he'll have a mistress soon."

Hearing Jing Lei's tone, Wu Feng looked surprised and asked, "Why do you have such a thought?"

Mistress, this boy has quite the foresight.

Aren't you afraid that if your master finds out, he'll be killed?

"That's simple. In all these years, when have you ever seen the young master care about other girls? Ever since he met Miss Mo Lan, the young master has always created some coincidences with her, although the endings are never very satisfactory, and the young master gets quite angry. Isn't that because he lacks experience? He doesn't know how to communicate with girls. But all of this shows that the young master has still developed feelings for her."

After Jing Lei finished speaking, he looked at Wu Feng with a smug expression, waiting for his approval and praise.

Indeed, Wufeng was startled by the thunder; he hadn't expected that this guy had been secretly harboring so many thoughts.

But?

In the past, his analysis might have earned him a beating from the young master. But now, it's hard to say. As he said, whatever the reason, this is at least the young master's first time interacting with a girl.

While one may have these thoughts, it is still taboo for a person to presume to guess their master's intentions.

"Jing Lei, tell me, what would happen if the master found out you were spying on his thoughts?" You've thought of everything, even the mistress.