Wei Heng felt a bit conflicted.
'He couldn't figure it out. The captain and Gu Xi have barely met twice, so how could they...'
Wei Heng frowned slightly, staring at the walkie-talkie in Qi Xiang's hand, and fell silent.
The other Special Service Team members who had also heard the exchange fell silent too.
'Who would have thought that their usually taciturn boss would stoop to this for a watermelon.'
'But thinking back to the taste of those fried dough fruits... well, maybe it's not so hard to understand?'
Meanwhile, Qi Xiang was furious because, on the other end of the walkie-talkie, Gu Xi had already promised a large watermelon.
Even though she hadn't wanted to eat watermelon recently, what was that phrase?
'Give them an inch, and they'll take a mile!'
'Who knew what that scheming boy, Ye Junhan, would ask for next after getting a big watermelon?'
'No way.'
'You have to nip this in the bud. It absolutely can't be allowed to happen again and again.'
