Her thoughts shifted, and Ya Tianxing's mind fell upon their relationship.
He knew some information about Chen Lu, but it all was the kind of data that could be made public.
He had served in the military, dishonorably discharged, a respected veteran that his superiors had always wanted to find a good job for him, yet he insisted on sticking to a noodle shop. The reason Mo Shangjun had chosen to drop out of the March assessment was also because of this man.
"Do you know him?"
Ya Tianxing frowned slightly, asking Mo Shangjun in an undisturbed tone.
"Hmm?"
Mo Shangjun, who was lost in thought, suddenly heard this question and couldn't help but pause.
After a moment, realizing that Ya Tianxing hadn't seen Chen Lu with his own eyes, and even if he had seen a photo, it would be hard for him to recognize Chen Lu dressed like this, she didn't mind, and the fleeting doubt that had emerged in her subconscious also vanished without a trace.
