Lin TianAo’s character was like his skills, stable, steady and consistent. Zhou Weiqing knew that his own character was rather contrasting to that, much more radical. That had its advantages, but also its disadvantages as well. Someone like him would benefit greatly from having someone stable like Lin TianAo around as his companion, with both complementing each other to amplify each other and allow them to display their talents to the maximum.
Both Lin TianAo and Zhou Weiqing were direct speakers, and he did not try to beat around the bush.
“Weiqing, is there something wrong with Lady Bing’er? Did something happen?”
Hearing Lin TianAo’s question, Zhou Weiqing couldn’t help but be surprised: “How did you know?”
