"Hey, quick, is that him?"
"No, it's not..."
Xia Lu gently pulled off Jin Meng's sunglasses. "I told you not to wear these, the sun is almost down, and now we can't even see people clearly."
Jin Meng snatched them back and put them on again.
"That won't do, we're ambushing, we can't let anyone recognize us."
"Who here would recognize you..." Xia Lu muttered. "Besides, the sun is clearly not glaring, wearing sunglasses is even more suspicious."
"Someone does recognize me, Qiu Shuai ge knows me."
Xia Lu, helplessly sitting aside and spacing out, was thankful to Luo Wentao, as she temporarily escaped the doom of overtime and could enjoy a bit of the post-work fun of office workers. Thanks to Jin Meng, her shield, and the successful experience last time, she could find excuses even if she didn't get home on time.
Only she hadn't expected to be doing this sort of thing.
"Hey hey hey, look, is that him?" Not a few minutes later, Jin Meng hurriedly pulled her over.
