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Clearly, the two had a unified goal. As Bai Juan stood in front of the mirror, she suddenly felt a shadow loom over her. Raising her innocent eyes, she was met with two pairs of piercing gazes.
"What’s wrong?" Bai Juan asked, instinctively clutching the mirror tighter and trying to shrink her presence.
"What did you have for lunch?" Lan Ruo Yi interjected, cutting off Liu Ru Yan before she could speak.
Although Liu Ru Yan didn’t quite understand, they usually followed Lan Ruo Yi's lead, so she didn’t argue.
"I don’t know. Do you have any ideas?" Bai Juan relaxed her guard at this topic; the way they had been staring at her earlier was too intimidating. She thought she might have given something away.
"Well, I heard that a new Sichuan restaurant opened downstairs. Should we give it a try?" Lan Ruo Yi raised an eyebrow as she spoke, and Liu Ru Yan nodded in agreement.
Bai Juan loved spicy food, but looking at her own eyes and thinking about chili peppers made her decide to protect her appearance first. She firmly shook her head. "I’m not going. Maybe next time!"
Seeing Bai Juan's determination, Liu Ru Yan couldn’t help but be curious. "What kind of blow did you take? You’re not even eating?"
Bai Juan didn’t want it to be this way. She recalled that yesterday she had eaten Spicy Hot Pot after returning home from headquarters, and it was extremely spicy. When she woke up, her eyes looked like this. It was definitely the Spicy Hot Pot's fault.
"I think it must be because of the Spicy Hot Pot I had yesterday; it was too spicy and caused this reaction."
Liu Ru Yan and Lan Ruo Yi were surprised. "We didn’t expect it was because of that."
"Hey, think about it—what if you counteract the poison with poison and it actually helps?" Lan Ruo Yi suggested tentatively.
Bai Juan hesitated at this point. She really wanted to try Sichuan food; what if it actually cured her by counteracting the effects? What if it had nothing to do with yesterday’s Spicy Hot Pot?
Lan Ruo Yi and Liu Ru Yan exchanged glances and nodded in agreement. Zhang Baofeng, sitting nearby, also glanced at them with a mysterious smile on his lips.
They thought Bai Juan was the most innocent one, unaware of what lay beneath.
"Alright then, it's settled! See you at noon!" Liu Ru Yan waved goodbye to Bai Juan as they high-fived each other at their workstations.
"Ah, we’re amazing! So cool!" Liu Ru Yan beamed at Lan Ruo Yi, who didn’t share her optimism.
However, achieving their goal didn’t seem so necessary after all.
"Boss, there’s someone lurking outside Miss Liu’s door," Mo Daowan said as he received this news right after arriving at the company. He took the tablet from his assistant and observed the shadowy figure with deep-set eyes glinting ominously. "Find out who it is and take care of it!"
The boss, is it the same way as before? The assistant, unsure of how to handle things after returning to the country, asked.
Mo Daowan looked at him and said softly, "This is China!"
The assistant was confused. "So what? Clarify it for me, boss. If you don’t explain, I really can’t handle this. Should I just handle you instead?"
"Call the police!" With those two words, Mo Daowan calmly walked away, leaving the assistant, Chang Qing, staring blankly at his retreating figure.
Fine, he’s the boss; he can decide!
In the next moment, this video appeared in Tang Mu Xuan's hands. He looked at the figure in the video and then glanced at a document he held.
It was information about Qin Peng. He had a strange and peculiar ability to sense things about a person just from their silhouette. Last time, he had merely caught a glimpse of this person and already felt an unusual connection with him.
"Lin Fengmian, go take a sneak photo of Qin Peng's back—do it discreetly!" Tang Mu Xuan instructed Lin Fengmian. Lin Fengmian was a bit puzzled. "Aren't we talking about Miss Lan's back outside her door? What does that have to do with Qin Peng?"
Despite his complaints, he obediently went to carry out the task.
"Wang Yang, one day I will bring you back," Tang Mu Xuan murmured as his slender fingers glided over the photo in front of him, a flicker of dark light passing through his eyes before he closed them, revealing emotions within.
Then he opened his eyes firmly; no one knew what thoughts had crossed his mind during that time or what he had experienced.
"Hurry up! It's time to eat! We're going down!" Liu Ru Yan exclaimed. At that moment, her sense of happiness peaked; she had an inexplicable love for food but couldn’t handle spicy dishes!
Regarding this, Liu Yuchuan often teased her: "Little brat, you're nothing like our family."
Lan Ruo Yi also chimed in: "You can’t eat spicy food; you’re missing out on so much joy."
Only Mo Daowan was considerate enough to prepare non-spicy yet delicious dishes for her. Although she appreciated his thoughtfulness, she still craved more food.
It was frustrating; even though she could barely eat two bites, she always wanted more—it was truly tempting.
"You can't eat spicy food and still be so happy?" Bai Juan had heard about Liu Ru Yan's aversion to spice. She recalled that Liu Ru Yan used to eat seafood instant noodles at school. Goodness, who knew how much she wanted to curse upon hearing that?
Seafood instant noodles? Not even dogs would eat those; they had no flavor at all! Who would have thought someone actually liked them?
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