"Pfft, with just these skills, and you want to steal my game, dream on!" Lin Mu sneered, bending over to find two bottles of fruit juice in the bag. He twisted one open, handed it to Zhu Xiaoli, then looked at Lei Xiaojiao and asked, "What did that flirt just say to you?"
Lei Xiaojiao's smile vanished instantly, her face darkened, and she turned her head away, treating Lin Mu as if he were thin air.
Zhu Xiaoli, however, seemed rather relaxed, took a sip of her drink, and softly said, "Zhao Tianhao wants Xiao Jiao to take on a role at Shencheng's Public Security Bureau. He was just trying different ways to persuade her again."
"Xiaoli, why are you telling him that? Whose side are you on?"
Lei Xiaojiao angrily grabbed Zhu Xiaoli, causing the latter to giggle, "Of course, I'm on the side of our handsome and dashing Brother Lin."
"Good girl, you've got taste! Next time, let me treat you to some French cuisine."
