Cheng Weiyue sipped her juice, moved closer to Zhou Jingwei, ate the vegetables he handed to her, and then said, "Everything is fine, no problems at all."
Lan Rong smiled and sat down opposite them.
His fingers tapped on the table absent-mindedly. After a while, his actions ceased, and with a deeper smile he said, "Cheng Weiyue, you really can keep a secret, can't you?"
"I don't want my personal matters to affect everyone's work pace," Cheng Weiyue explained, her tone firm, "I can take care of myself."
"I know you're strong-willed," Lan Rong paused, then said, "Don't worry, if you don't want to tell anyone else, I won't say anything in front of Lei Qi and the others either."
Cheng Weiyue thanked him and asked Lan Rong if he wanted anything to eat.
"No need, I just came to check on you. Now that there's nothing wrong, I can rest assured. By the way, Meng Tingxu's agent has already been dealt with by Qin He, and the person should already be taken away by the police."
