Twenty minutes later, Ruan Qi entered Shen Wenqian's office with a backpack on her back and a mask on her face.
Engrossed in his work, Shen Wenqian looked up at her indifferently.
"You're here? Take a seat, just give me five more minutes," he said.
The young girl uttered a muffled 'Mhm' and plopped down onto the sofa.
Shen Wenqian looked back down, but within half a minute, he felt something was amiss.
Whenever this girl visited the office, she was either rummaging through the fridge or playing video games; why was she so quiet today?
Suddenly, Agent Shen's mind shifted into battle mode.
"Ruan Xiaoqi," he said warily, "have you stirred up some trouble again?"
The young girl shook her head.
Shen Wenqian raised an eyebrow in disbelief, his suspicious gaze circling her face.
"Ruan Xiaoqi, why are you wearing a mask inside? And a scarf, aren't you worried about getting a heat rash?" he asked.
The young girl seated on the sofa stiffened.
Shen Wenqian's suspicion grew stronger.
