Shen Qinglan realized that Le Zhao really was unconditionally tolerant of Xuan Ying.
He didn't seem as approachable as he appeared on the surface; in fact, his temper could be quite bad, judging by the tone he used when arguing with Master Le in the greenhouse at the Situ Mansion the other day.
But he was different with Xuan Ying; every time Xuan Ying opposed him, he would just smile it off, the indulgence in his demeanor was even obvious.
"Miss Shen, why are you looking at me like that?" Noticing Shen Qinglan's scrutinizing gaze, Le Zhao couldn't help but voice his curiosity.
Shen Qinglan withdrew her gaze and smiled lightly, saying, "You haven't answered what I just mentioned."
"Oh, do you mean the matter of sending a message?" Le Zhao nodded, "No problem, I'll have someone send a message to my elder brother tonight."
Shen Qinglan nodded, "Thanks for the trouble."
"It's been almost a month now, hasn't it?" Xuan Ying said, "Has Mr. Shi's beef arrived yet?"
