After the meeting...
Mu Yang stayed behind, and as she was leaving, she grabbed Lin Zifeng's arm.
"Where are you going this time?" Mu Yang asked worriedly.
"Mu Jie, look at you, making it seem like I'm going off to war with the Japanese. It's not a life-and-death situation; don't use that kind of look on me, alright?" Lin Zifeng glanced at her helplessly, leaning against the wall and looking at her.
"Why do I feel like you're acting strange this time? Is there something you're hiding from me? Is there anything we can't talk about?"
In Mu Yang's understanding, Lin Zifeng usually handles things with a bury-your-head-and-charge-forward attitude. He doesn't like sharing what he's doing with others and swallows the danger himself.
This kind of personality makes the women around him feel very unsatisfied. If he doesn't share his burdens, the women will think they don't hold a high place in his heart.
"Mu Jie, really, it's nothing."
