“Just inform the housekeeper about Madam Gu’s death and a funeral should be arranged. We don’t need to promote her death, and the funeral should just be arranged here at the mansion, keep a low-profile! The simpler, the better, just get rid of her as soon as possible,” Mrs. Gu said with a look of disdain.
What bad luck she had brought to them at this moment.
Wu Ju also knew that Liu Sanniang was looking at him. He smiled and said, “My master taught me how to make tea. He said that I’m impetuous and that making tea and copying scriptures are both meticulous work that can calm me down. While making tea, the first thing to do is wash the tea. After the tea is washed, it won’t taste bitter. The second thing to do is make the tea.”
Liu Sanniang looked at him calmly. From washing tea to making tea, Wu Ju was very meticulous, as if he was really just here to drink tea and chat with Liu Sanniang.
Wu Ju pushed the first cup of tea to Liu Sanniang and gestured for her to drink it.
Liu Sanniang picked up her teacup and took a sip.
Wu Ju smiled. “Is it good?”
Liu Sanniang said calmly, “I don’t like tea, so I can’t really tell.”
Wu Ju didn’t mind. He smiled. “People’s taste differs.”
Liu Sanniang cut to the chase. “Didn’t you want to discuss Buddhism with me?”
Wu Ju nodded. “I wanted to start with chit-chat, but you don’t seem to be into it. Then I’ll just get to the point.”
Wu Ju paused and looked at Liu Sanniang. Seeing her calm expression, he said, “Miss Liu, what do you think karma is?”
Liu Sanniang said calmly, “Everything in the world is karma.”
Wu Ju smiled. “What do you think of the three murder cases?”
Liu Sanniang did not speak. She looked at Wu Ju, who was no longer smiling. His eyes were like an endless dark abyss that was sucking Liu Sanniang in.
With a crisp sound, something seemed to be broken. Liu Sanniang turned around and saw Chu Yan standing not far from her with a cold expression.
Wu Ju smiled. “Miss Liu, have a good dream.”
Chu Yan walked over, grabbed Liu Sanniang’s hand, and walked out with her.
Liu Sanniang could only jog to keep up with his walking. She could feel that Chu Yan was angry. He was like a dark storm, ready to roar.
The fear in Liu Sanniang’s heart rose. Her voice trembled unconsciously. “Chu Yan, let go of me.”
Chu Yan suddenly stopped in his tracks. He pulled Liu Sanniang into his arms and hugged her tightly. Liu Sanniang was terrified. For some reason, she was very afraid of Chu Yan.
