"Qingqing, what are you trying to do?" Zhiyuan seemed to have sensed her intentions, looked up at her, and said, "Don't do anything reckless. This woman, although also a soldier, is a military doctor after all, and quite different from us. Moreover, she is vengeful and definitely not as weak or kind-hearted as you perceive."
"You can rest assured. I'm not that kind of low-class person. Abductions and murders - those are not the things I will resort to. Even if I, Guan Qing, am audacious, I wouldn't target An Hao's family-in-law. I also have to consider the situation of our old man at home."
"So what do you intend to do?" Zhiyuan asked.
"You don't need to worry about that. Just eat your meal obediently. I'm stepping out for a bit, and wait for me tonight. I'll make it up to you properly." A flame seemed to ignite in the depths of Guan Qing's eyes.
She leaned down to kiss Zhiyuan's face, then released him, snatched her coat and bag from the coat rack, and left the house.
Office.
