Chapter 892: Self-Awareness

"I want to talk with my best friend, can you stop following us all the time?" Liu Qing stopped and said to Zhou Weiming, who was following them, "Why are you so oblivious? You’re no longer my Captain."

So don’t even think about bossing him around anymore.

"I’m on a mission," Zhou Weiming stated.

What mission?

Trying to fool a ghost or something, what’s his mission got to do with them.

"Despicable, shameless." Liu Qing bit into a cucumber and chewed on it fiercely. Gu Lingling looked at her and felt like she was biting Zhou Weiming’s flesh.

Liu Qing, "..."

That’s right, your intuition is spot on.

She just got a new mission, and Zhou Weiming came over, becoming her boss. If anyone said this man had no ulterior motives, even a fool wouldn’t believe it.

"Zhou Weiming, are you really in love with me?" Liu Qing suddenly leaned in, "I’m telling you, better not be, I don’t like ice blocks."

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be so awkward now.

Originally she should have been Gu Lingling’s rival, but now she’s turned into a best friend. Supposed to fall in love with Yang Yunhai, but now she’s become his assistant, helping him guard his little wife.

If there’s any suspect person, timely use of fists to take them out.

Okay, although a bit violent, but this is her job.

Zhou Weiming didn’t say anything, but his face looked terribly unpleasant.

Liu Qing was scared to the point of trembling, her chopsticks fell from her hand, how can anyone have a normal conversation with him? Cold air whenever in disagreement; is he trying to freeze her or what?

This damned woman, if he didn’t see her with genuine feelings, he would definitely give her a good lesson.

What a failure.

Weak right from the start.

Gu Lingling silently held her forehead, Liu Qing surely knows how to infuriate Zhou Weiming.

But Zhou Weiming has a good temper, he kept silent with a cold face, just casually glanced at Liu Qing’s face, close enough to see the tiny hair on it.

He then turned his gaze elsewhere.

Is he feeling shy?

"No," he spit out two words, continuing to eat.

Even the way he eats is elegant, uh... just like Brother Yang at their home.

For some reason, hearing those two words made Liu Qing feel inexplicably uncomfortable, she stirred the food in her bowl, "No is better."

Being stubborn.

Gu Lingling shook her head, clearly an act against one’s heart.

Ah, stubborn as a dead duck, obviously harboring feelings for him yet still saying this, wonder if she’ll regret it later.

Men like Zhou Weiming, surely many women will pursue him.

Soon, Gu Lingling’s concerns came to fruition.

"Wei Ming? Is it really you?" At that moment, a woman’s surprised voice was heard.

Zhou Weiming had his back to them, but Gu Lingling and Liu Qing were facing her.

It’s a very pretty woman.

A figure... quite explosive.

If it were thirty years later, this kind of figure would surely be more attractive.

The woman was wearing a beautiful red dress, although slightly conservative, it perfectly highlighted her shapely figure.

She walked over gracefully and joyfully said standing beside Zhou Weiming, "I didn’t expect it’s really you, can I sit here?"

The empty seat next to Zhou Weiming.

After speaking, she didn’t wait for Zhou Weiming’s response and directly sat down next to him.

Just like that, so self-assured.