Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 741 - 739: It Depends on the Situation

Xuan Ying hesitated and said, "Did you notice that the Young Master’s ears are very red?"

Xuan Ming and Le Zhao both nodded, "Indeed, very red."

Xuan Ying was surprised, "Could it be... embarrassment?"

"I don’t think so," Le Zhao said, "It might just be from the cold, after all, your Young Master has such thick skin."

"What nonsense are you talking?" Xuan Ying pouted, "I think the Young Master must be blushing. Even though he usually talks smooth, when caught in situations like this, anyone would feel embarrassed, right?"

Le Zhao thought about it and felt it made sense, and couldn’t help but chuckle, "I never expected that today, Old Duan would blush twice in one day. If we tell Yijie, he probably wouldn’t believe it."

"Alright, you," Xuan Ying said, pouting, "We should head back. If we keep standing here, we’ll turn into snowmen."

The three of them hurriedly brushed off the snow from their bodies and then walked quickly through the snow.

When they returned to the Duan Mansion, the freshly swept snow at the entrance was covered again.

Afraid of being scolded by Duan Yunfei, Xuan Ming didn’t dare go in and just peeked around the door, "You all sit first, I’ll go to the kitchen and make some ginger tea to bring over."

Without waiting for a response, he rushed off as if escaping.

Inside the room, Le Zhao and Xuan Ying looked at each other, neither daring to speak first.

For a moment, the room was a little awkwardly quiet.

"Uh..." Xuan Ying scratched his head and said, "Young Master, Miss Shen, would you like some tea?"

Duan Yunfei rolled his eyes looking at him without a word, finally, Shen Qinglan lightly coughed and said, "I am a bit thirsty."

Xuan Ying’s eyes lit up, hurriedly getting up, "You sit tight, I’ll go brew some tea right away."

Saying that, he quickly left the room with the teapot.

Le Zhao: ...

He looked at Duan Yunfei, then at Shen Qinglan, who were also looking back at him.

"Hehe~" Le Zhao forced a dry laugh, "Should I go make some tea too?"

"What are you afraid of?" Duan Yunfei raised an eyebrow and asked.

"No, I’m not afraid of anything!" Le Zhao blinked lightly, "I didn’t do anything wrong, why should I be afraid?"

Duan Yunfei sneered, "Hiding and peeking at others... isn’t that called doing something wrong?"

"How can you blame me?" Le Zhao defended himself, "I didn’t do anything as scandalous as you two, cuddling on the street, is that something people do?"

Duan Yunfei: "... The path to Baihua Lane hasn’t had many passersby lately."

"Just because there aren’t many walkbys doesn’t mean no one’s walking by!" Le Zhao raised an eyebrow, "Aren’t we people already?"

Seeing Duan Yunfei silent, he quickly looked at Shen Qinglan and smiled, "Miss Shen, wouldn’t you say so?"

Shen Qinglan shifted her gaze and said calmly, "It’s just a hug, not anything outrageous, what’s there to be afraid of?"

"Tsk tsk!" Le Zhao gave her a thumbs up, "Miss Shen is indeed Miss Shen, so bold, unlike someone here, acting like a shy little wife."

Duan Yunfei rolled his eyes at him, "You just shut up."

Le Zhao snorted, "Was anything I said wrong?"

"Alright, alright," Duan Yunfei nodded, "You’re not wrong, you’re right, satisfied?"

"Now that’s more like it!" Le Zhao chuckled, "By the way, isn’t your skin always thick? How come today it’s thinner than mine?"

"Aren’t you the one who always called me thick-skinned?" Duan Yunfei raised an eyebrow, "Besides, this..."

He glanced at Shen Qinglan and whispered, "Whether one’s skin is thick or not depends on the situation."