They had only brushed past each other, but Mu Zimo noticed the other woman was wearing a pinky ring. In the unspoken rules of modern city women, this symbolized a commitment to being single.
If she were truly an independent, strong career woman, she wouldn't be so presumptuous as to try and set Qiao An up with a boyfriend. She definitely had other motives.
Hearing Mu Zimo's analysis, Qiao An nodded along, her gaze unfocused. She wasn't listening at all, completely immersed in the deliciousness of her clay pot congee.
"Don't just focus on eating. You need to be careful. Watch out, you're being targeted!"
To some people, Qiao An's appearance was incredibly deceptive. Her clear, innocent eyes suggested she was easy to fool, and her slender, delicate frame made her seem easy to control.
Unfortunately for them, the Qiao An hidden beneath that exterior was direct, spoke without mincing words, and had terrifying combat prowess.
