1108 Low Key
Nan Luo’s eyes flashed with surprise.
“Many thanks for this favor, Second Young Miss Wei.”
“It’s nothing much.”
Wei Mu Qing curtsied and then turned around. Since she was done with this matter, she would return to see her older sister in case the other party was worried about her. She really felt like telling her older sister not to treat her like a kid, but her words always landed on deaf ears.
Watching the young lady walked away, Nan Luo’s eyes subconsciously followed her movements. Even though the other party was much younger than him, he felt that she had bearing and intelligence that far surpassed her age.
“Second Young Miss Wei.”
“Yes?” Wei Mu Qing stopped.
“Do you mind if I ask you the reason for your willingness to hide this matter?”
Wei Mu Qing chuckled lightly and turned her head but not her body, she showed a sweet smile on her face. “My father said that Adjutant Nan is a great person. After I see her for myself, I have to agree with his words. Life is already hard enough with war still raging on outside, why should I make it difficult by making more enemies?”
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After that, Wei Mu Qing scurried out.
However, Nan Luo stood rooted on the spot. The corner of his lips curled up to form a faint smile.
Right.
Why should one try to make more enemies when they could earn the other party’s favor instead? Only a stupid person would try to make more enemies of other people.
She’s such a smart and interesting young lady.
“What did she mean by that?” Feng Ao Si was confused. He didn’t understand what these two were talking about from the very beginning. In the first place, he even wondered what kind of secret Adjutant Nan could have.
Nan Luo passed a look at Feng Ao Si. “It just meant that Second Young Miss Wei is a smart and low key person.”
She was clearly very smart and capable.
Yet, her name remained unknown for many people. Not many people had an impression when one said the second daughter of General Wei, but a lot of people knew her sister and older brother.
She’s very low key.
Feng Ao Si glanced at Nan Luo in confusion. “…Okay?”
Nan Luo: “…”
He began to wonder whether it was because he kept on interacting with Feng Ao Kuai that he felt Feng Ao Si was a bit too slow. Or was it because he had been tempered by Feng Ao Kuai’s biting remarks and drilling for so many things that he was more used to these kinds of things.
After a few moments, he decided not to explain to Feng Ao Si.
He pushed the door slightly and saw Nan Hua was lying on the bed peacefully. After confirming that she was fine, he took a sigh of relief.
“Are there any messengers nearby?”
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