Xiao Zheng smiled wickedly, "How do you plan to thank me?"
Mu Yiqing’s face flushed red as she looked into his mischievous eyes, feeling somewhat at a loss.
Such an insatiable guy, detestable.
However, if it hadn’t been for his help, she really would have made a fool of herself today, and might even have ended up crying.
Mu Yiqing felt so useless, needing Xiao Zheng to solve everything for her.
The first time was Manager Zhang’s harassment, the second was the awkwardness at the banquet, and the third was Meng Linlin’s provocation.
His repeated assistance gave rise to a slowly throbbing affection in her heart, indescribable and perplexing.
How should she thank him? That was indeed a tricky question.
Xiao Zheng just loved to tease shy and bashful girls like her, who blushed at the drop of a hat, always providing him with unfailing amusement.
"Sister, there’s no need to thank me for a great favor. Just come and interact with me more often, and that’ll make me quite content," he said.
Damn it, what does he mean by "interact"?
Mu Yiqing’s mind wandered off again, her face turning even redder, as red as a cute little apple.
At that moment, the elevator door opened, and the two of them walked shoulder to shoulder into the office.
Mu Yiqing hung her head low, feeling unhappy, still downcast about what had just happened.
"Such a sentimental girl," he said.
Xiao Zheng certainly noticed her despondency, and couldn’t help feeling compassionate; after all, Meng Linlin’s words had been quite harsh.
All right, Laozi will go all the way with his good deeds, sending the Buddha to the west, and give her some proper comfort to prevent any psychological scars.
"Yiqing, my ballpoint pen has gone missing. Did you use it?" he asked.
Mu Yiqing suddenly looked up, meeting his deep gaze, and said honestly, "No, I didn’t use it."
"Are you sure you didn’t use it?" Xiao Zheng asked again for confirmation.
"I really didn’t!" Mu Yiqing, the honest child, responded truthfully.
"Sigh, yet another girl who feels useless about herself," Xiao Zheng said, pretending to be deeply distressed as he shook his head wickedly.
Mu Yiqing finally caught on and gave a shy smile. This guy was just toying with her after all. He was so bad.
However, she found herself immersed in a feeling that was both evasive and inescapable.
Seeing her beaming, Xiao Zheng immediately sprawled beside her, draping his arm over her shoulder with gravity, "Yiqing, I once worked in a cold storage and experienced a mysterious event that I still can’t figure out to this day."
"A mysterious event? Tell me about it."
Girls are like cats, naturally curious, and Mu Yiqing was no exception.
She scooted back a bit, trying to dodge Xiao Zheng’s big hand.
Xiao Zheng didn’t insist and said mysteriously, "There was a pig and a penguin in the cold storage, but the next day, the penguin was dead. Why do you think that was?"
"Aren’t penguins native to Antarctica? Can they really be afraid of the cold?"
Mu Yiqing looked up with her serious, questioning eyes.
Xiao Zheng smiled wickedly, leaned in close to her ear, and whispered, "Actually, the pig thought so too."
"Pig?... You’re the pig."
Mu Yiqing was stunned for a moment before she caught on. This guy was so slick, and she had fallen for it again.
Xiao Zheng ignored the killing look in her eyes, picked up a ballpoint pen from the desk, wrote the three letters "pug," handed it to her and said nonchalantly, "A pig is a pig, no use denying it."
Mu Yiqing took a look and saw that something was wrong. ’Pig’ in English isn’t abbreviated as "pug."
"Brother Xiao, didn’t you get it wrong? ’Pig’ starts with an ’I’."
"Pigs are U!" Xiao Zheng argued with conviction, a mischievous expression on his face.
"Pigs are obviously I, ah ai!" Mu Yiqing stubbornly insisted, her little face blushing as she argued her point.
"Alright, you’ve defeated me, pigs are you!" Xiao Zheng said with a teasing smile.
Mu Yiqing finally had an epiphany, holy shit, what was happening today, she’d been intellectually overpowered by him three times in a row.
A girl in love has an IQ of zero, no problem there.
"You actually took advantage of me, Brother Xiao, you’re so bad!"
"What advantage did I take of you?"
Xiao Zheng, like a big bad wolf, toyed with the innocent and cute Little Red Riding Hood without holding back.
"Hmph." Mu Yiqing huffed, covering her flushed cheeks, feeling utterly embarrassed.
Xiao Zheng naturally wrapped her in his arms, and key point was, the girl didn’t even resist.
Meng Linlin’s face was pale.
She had embarrassed herself today in front of so many colleagues by having an accident, resulting in a strong odor saturating the entire office area.
With the help of a friend, a somewhat weak Meng Linlin cleaned herself up and changed her clothes, but this could not shield her from the loss of reputation.
"Xiao Zheng, Laozi won’t let you off the hook."
A sinister glint crossed Meng Linlin’s beautiful eyes as she took out her phone and dialed a number.
"Dingling ling... Hello, Brother Leopard, it’s me, Linlin, wah wah, someone has bullied me, hmm, his name’s Xiao Zheng, you must avenge me, okay, after you take revenge for me tonight, come find me at the Golden Brilliance Hotel, good, it’s settled then, mm-hmm."
She swiftly ended the call, her eyes turning icy and steely, Xiao Zheng, oh Xiao Zheng, you’ve brought this upon yourself, you deserve to be beaten to shit.
Perhaps sensing someone was talking about him, Xiao Zheng, who was lying on his office desk, sneezed and slowly woke up.
"Holy crap, time has flown by, it’s almost time to get off work."
He hurriedly rubbed his face, got into the elevator, and went down.
Suddenly, Xiao Zheng felt an almost imperceptible oppressive presence lingering nearby, refusing to dissipate.
With a smirk, he murmured to himself, "Heh, Mo Qingyun, it seems you’re still not giving up."
The end-of-work bell rang on time.
Xiao Zheng, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, walked toward a deserted alley, a cold smile on his face.
Just then, three people dashed out in front of him, their hair dyed in a rainbow of colors, each holding clubs, looking like nothing more than thugs and hooligans.
The leader, a burly man with a face full of scars, round and muscular, sucking on a lollipop, glared at Xiao Zheng.
"Kid, you dare to touch Laozi’s woman, are you tired of living?"
"Yo, with just a few of you shrimp soldiers and crab generals, you dare to block my way?" Xiao Zheng sneered, not taking these low-life ruffians seriously at all.
"You may not be very old, but your mouth sure is big, Brother Leopard is going to teach you a lesson in manners today, boys, come out."
Great, two more people emerged from behind Xiao Zheng, trapping him in a pincer move.
"I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise, you won’t be able to walk away in a moment."
Xiao Zheng looked at these fools with a resigned laugh, he hadn’t come to the alley to deal with a bunch of hoodlums, but because Mo Qingyun had shown up.
This guy, having been beaten up by three people last time, held a grudge, and was here for trouble again.
If he didn’t subdue him, he would keep coming back for more, which would be more trouble than it was worth.