When it comes to the girl he likes, Yu Minglang tends to be a bit slow in perceiving the situation, but he's pretty sharp with others.
Just by looking at Chen Zilong, he could tell that the boy was unreliable. If he asked him to relay a message, who knew how it would turn out? But if he were to leave a note for Xiao Qian, her family would surely find out.
Chen Zilong had an unreliable look about him. In Yu Minglang's mind, that's what a spy in a war should look like.
He kept referring to himself as her 'former brother-in-law', but what brother-in-law? They weren't even married, she was unmarried, unmarried, unmarried!
"I'll write something, and you help me deliver it."
Yu Minglang returned to the car, took out pen and paper, and wrote down a string of characters.
After he finished writing, he handed the note, along with a newspaper from the car, to Chen Zilong—it was time to return to work.
Chen Zilong took the note and went into the yard, smirking as he opened it.
