Jiang Qiuqiu didn't ask Mo Chengyu why she couldn't give her a ride. She could clearly sense that while this beautiful and badass woman was usually a bit eccentric—
As she stepped outside, her gaze swept over the tree by the door, the small houses in the distance, and a few other forms of cover. 'She must have a classified job,' Jiang Qiuqiu thought.
'There were people protecting her everywhere.'
'Maybe Black Hole is here to protect her too, just at a slightly higher rank?'
'After all, they both graduated from the Federal Military Academy.'
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"So frustrating!" Mo Chengyu sighed. "This feels awful. Do you think sweet little Qiuqiu will think I blew her off on purpose?"
"She won't. Miss Qiuqiu is very smart. She can probably guess that your position makes things complicated, Director."
