"Old Xu, you're out too? Why not arrange for us to handle things? What are you out there for on this trip? Over!" At this critical juncture, the villa really needs Old Xu. His departure seems abrupt and inappropriate, which inevitably piques Wang Zhongyu's curiosity about Old Xu leaving the villa.
"Haha, nothing major, the snow is too thick on the roads, for safety's sake, I won't talk much more. Quickly contact Old Lin over there, and come back soon even if you're not busy; I'll be returning shortly myself! Over!" With a sense of helplessness, Old Xu deflects Wang Zhongyu's inquiry.
No sooner does he set down the hand-held radio than he worries that Wang Zhongyu might follow his instructions to contact Old Lin and consult with him regarding the matter.
If the latter speaks frankly or makes up deceitful words that contradict his own, those listening might sense something amiss. When Wang Zhongyu learns the truth, he and Wen Quanxin might impulsively act rashly.
