Zheng Shiqing's departure was just like her arrival—elusive, like a Divine Dragon, seen in head but never in tail.
The next day, when Zheng Shiqing sent Su Weifeng a message, she had already boarded a plane leaving Yang City.
This made Su Weifeng breathe a sigh of relief. Shui Lingling was easy to deal with—whenever she became too clingy, he would just glare at her, and usually, Shui Lingling wouldn't persist with Su Weifeng, for fear of leaving a bad impression.
But Zheng Shiqing had none of these scruples. In some ways, she was even wilder than that girl Shui Lingling, and Su Weifeng couldn't get angry at her. How could he bear to glare at someone he had a crush on since high school?
Su Weifeng had picked up Lin Xuanxuan from her place in the morning before heading to the office.
As the two arrived at the company, Shui Lingling poked her head out from the opposite side and winked at Su Weifeng without saying anything, then retracted her head.
"Eh? What's going on?"
