Volume 2, Chapter 53: Wanting to Be an Ostrich

Mrs. Tu had barely seen him out when I immediately jumped off the bed and chased after her, asking, "What did you see yesterday? How did you know I was drunk? Was he very angry?"

"Who are you talking about?" She widened her innocent eyes, but she looked more like a cunning fox than a white rabbit.

"Playing dumb," I pressed her down onto the sofa. "Hurry up and tell me, when you saw Lin Zefeng yesterday, what was his expression like? Did he look disgusted with me?"

Mrs. Tu gave a sly smile and answered off the topic, "Last night, when I helped you change your clothes, I noticed you really have a good figure. People generally think that women who practice martial arts are all bulky, flat-chested, and have big butts, but you are quite delicate. Hey, start teaching me martial arts from tomorrow, it seems no less effective than yoga." While saying this, she even pulled at my collar and sneakily peeped inside.

I dodged quickly, feeling a bit shy.