"Tch!" Chuxia pouted and looked at Luo Xiaoqiong and Yun Doudou, "See? He's afraid I'd catch on, rushing to spread the word and destroy the evidence."
"The Captain's not like that." Zhao Qiliang couldn't help but defend Zhou Mikang again.
"Oh, shut up!" Chuxia glared at him, "You're not my brother, I don't want to hear it from you."
Zhao Qiliang, lined with black lines of exasperation, shook his head with a helpless smile but obediently shut his mouth, no longer speaking up for Zhou Mikang.
The three of them waited in the car for about five minutes before Zhou Hanliang jogged back: "In about ten minutes or so, the Captain will be here..." He glanced at Chuxia, "Today's meeting is very important; the Captain couldn't miss it."
"Did I say anything?" Chuxia shot him another glare, "Can you stop always wrongfully accusing me? Anyone who doesn't know would think I'm incredibly petty."
