Observing the girl's expression, she must have some assurance, so Alina wasn't so agitated anymore.
Her tone relaxed, she leisurely munched on roasted salted edamame, raising an eyebrow to ask, "Aren't you afraid I might be a spy too?"
Spy.
For her, such a fresh term.
She never thought that one day, with her modest secretary role, she would also merit the placement of a spy by someone else.
"Would you?" Liang Weining asked.
Without waiting for the other person to respond, she continued, "Based on your first day at work yesterday, running errands tirelessly all day long. I don't think so."
She was straightforward in her definition.
After a few silent seconds, Alina chuckled lightly.
"Don't oversimplify human nature, just because I am not now, doesn't mean I won't be in the future."
Liang Weining nodded, "Makes sense, but the future is too far away, and I, a mere mortal, can't control it, all I can do is manage the present, and that's enough."
The two clinked glasses.
