But he stared in surprise at his notebook when he opened it.
"Where's her autograph?" His large eyes were wide with confusion. His hand shot out and closed around Lu Yi's neck. "Lu Yi, where's her autograph? What did you do with it? My notebook's empty!"
Lu Yi opened his eyes and fixed his deep, unwavering gaze upon Lei Qingyi.
"What are you staring at me for? Speak up!" Anyone else would have been unnerved by Lu Yi's piercing gaze, but Lei Qingyi had grown up with Lu Yi and was practically immune to it. He was the fearless Lei Qingyi, and his nerves of steel had earned him the position of Director of Sea City's National Security Department.
"You owe me an autograph!" Lei Qingyi had a short fuse and his temper flared now. He moved to kick Lu Yi.
A scuffle ensued, and a minute later Lei Qingyi wiped the corner of his mouth. His hand came away bloody.
