Seeing how optimistic she was, Jie Jingchen didn't have the heart to break down the grim reality for her. He could only warn, "Qin Mei, if you run into Father Xu from now on, avoid him if you can. Act weak when you need to. Just don't confront him directly."
"Alright, alright," Qin Mei readily agreed, though she was thinking, 'I won't start anything, but I'll be damned if I don't finish it.' "Jie Jingchen, was the miscarriage part of your plan?"
Jie Jingchen stiffened. Under Qin Mei's stare, his deep eyes darted away, and he shifted uncomfortably, as if sitting on pins and needles. His expression grew a little awkward. "It wasn't."
That made sense, Qin Mei figured. She'd completely forgotten she was on her period, so how could he have possibly known? "Quick thinking. I'm impressed with your ability to improvise."
The corner of Jie Jingchen's mouth twitched. So they were trading compliments now. "You're pretty quick on your feet yourself. Not a bad performance."
