"What would you like to drink? Coffee? Tea?" Wu Min said with a frosty demeanor.
"Heh, I get to have a beverage? Bring me a coffee then." Facing the cold beauty, Zhang Ziwen seemed pretty relaxed.
Wu Min gave him a sharp glance and stood up, thinking to herself about what a rascal he was, not having changed a bit despite his fame.
The fragrant coffee was swiftly brought to Zhang Ziwen. Blue Mountain coffee? She had his favorite coffee in her office. Did this girl anticipate that he would be so unlucky as to be brought into the police station? Zhang Ziwen took a sip and looked at her, speculating.
"What are you pondering over?" Wu Min, of course, knew his preference. The sharp-witted her also figured out what Zhang Ziwen was thinking.
"Nothing... Nothing, it's just that the handcuffs are a bit tight, can you loosen them?" Zhang Ziwen quickly gathered himself, casting aside his somewhat fanciful thoughts.
