He spoke in a soft voice, with a smile on his lips, and looked particularly approachable.
In fact, this is true.
However, Shen Qiqi still had a tense face, looking at Wu Qingchen warily with fear and uneasiness.
Seeing her like this, Wu Qingchen felt somewhat helpless. He shook his head and smiled, "Miss, you must have misunderstood me. Although there are rumors circulating outside that I'm kind and benevolent, those are just rumors. They don't count, just like rumors. Don't take them seriously."
He turned around, glanced in the direction of the bookstore, and continued, "To be honest, the storyteller just now wanted to take my life after a disagreement. Even if the girl didn't take action, I would not let him go. After all, he wanted to kill me, and he couldn't expect me to be kind to him, right? I'm not that noble." After all, Wu Qingchen showed an expression that said "you think too highly of me."
Shen Qiqi seemed to be persuaded by his words and breathed a sigh of relief. The panic and anxiety on her face also faded a lot.
Wu Qingchen asked, "Young lady, you were in such a hurry to leave just now. I guess you were afraid that I would blame you, right?"
Shen Qiqi pursed her lips and smiled at him a little embarrassedly.
It was tantamount to agreeing with his statement.
Wu Qingchen also laughed, and then said with some sadness: "I didn't expect that in the girl's mind, I was still such an ungrateful person."
When Shen Qiqi heard this, she quickly waved her hands and said, "No, no, it's not like that. We haven't thought about it that way..."
"Since you haven't thought about it that way, then, I'd like to treat you two to a meal. I wonder if you two are willing to give me such an opportunity?" Wu Qingchen said, then raised his eyes and looked towards the teahouse not far ahead, making an invitation, "The teahouse ahead not only serves tea, but also provides meals. The chefs there are very skilled."
This is what Shen Qiqi was waiting for.
If you want to get information, you have to sit down and try to get it right.
What could be easier to ask questions than at the dinner table?
Even if the city lord's wife didn't say anything, she would find a way to lure her to the table.
Fortunately, the other party invited me first, which saved me a lot of trouble.
Shen Qiqi quietly tickled Xie Beiming's palm and sent him a voice message with a little pride: "See? I told you my intuition is pretty accurate."
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