Ling Wubai didn't take a bite of the toast and sausage. The scene in front of him was too unreal. The smell of coffee still echoed in the air, and he already had the bubbling champagne in his hand.
Ling Wuyin smiled, and the goblet in his hand lightly touched the rim of the champagne glass in Ling Wudi's hand, making a crisp sound.
"Congratulations on completing the mission again. I have to say that you are so beautiful. That dead pervert has passed away without even touching your body!" The praise from Ling Wuyin's mouth was now heard in Ling Wudi's ears.
Extremely ironic.
Looking at Ling Wuyin, who was sincere and smiling, Ling Wudi suddenly had a thought in her heart. No matter whether it was true or false, she had always wanted to ask...
"Wuyuan, I want to ask you a question, can you tell me honestly?" Ling Wudi put down the champagne in his hand and asked tangledly.
Ling Wuyin took a sip of champagne, then looked at Ling Wudi and nodded: "I'm asking, what's wrong with you today? You're not late for breakfast, and you don't drink champagne? Is there something I don't know about?"
The more caring and casual Ling Wuyin was, the more entangled Ling Wudi became in his heart.
"Wuyuan, have you always wanted to be a mercenary instead of contacting buyers?"
Ling Wudi asked tangledly.
Ling Wuyuan looked at Ling Wudi in surprise, then reached out and touched her forehead.
"Hey, are you stupid? Or have you met your Mr. Right and want to quit?!" Ling Wuyin did not answer directly.
Ling Wudi nodded, closed his twinkling eyes, and spoke again: "Wuyuan, answer me, have you always wanted to be a mercenary and not want to do the work behind the scenes?"
Silence... the rustling sound of champagne bubbles can be heard, and even the bursting of the bubbles when they encounter air is extremely clear.
"Yes!" Ling Wuyin spoke, his tone firm.
Ling Wudi raised his head and met a pair of eyes that no longer cared about anything. Suddenly, a big smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" However, when he smiled, tears fell down.
Ling Wuyin put down the champagne in his hand and put away the joke on his face. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the glitzy streets outside. There was a bit of desolation in his voice: "Because there is something called talent in this world, and there is even more...
There’s something called self-knowledge…”
"You can tell me, I won't blame you, I thought you didn't want to, so..." Ling Wudi was anxious to explain his feelings.
But the familiar figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling window exuded indifference: "Wudi, since you asked today, let me tell you. It's not that I haven't thought about it, but after I sent out the photos of you and me at the same time, buy
Buyers will only choose you, and you may say that appearance is not important. I thought so too. Once again, I covered up your profile picture and only showed my figure in the picture, but the buyer still wanted you!"
Ling Wudi was suddenly speechless...
"Haha, didn't you expect that? I, the contact person, would use power for personal gain... so mean!?" Ling Wuyin turned to face Ling Wudi on the sofa, his eyes full of unwillingness, self-deprecation, but also tears.
Ling Wudi didn't know what to say anymore. She originally thought that if she wanted to, she could just give up this seat. Why didn't she say it? She didn't expect that things would be like this...
"It's ridiculous, isn't it? Invincible, did you know that there are hundreds of children in the mercenary school, but only three can come out every year, while our class only has four, do you know why?" Ling Wuyin continued to ask.
Ling Wudi opened his mouth, but still no answer came out. Ling Wudi didn't take a bite of the toast and sausage. The scene in front of him was too unreal. The smell of coffee still echoed in the air, and he already had the bubbling champagne in his hand.
Ling Wuyin smiled, and the goblet in his hand lightly touched the rim of the champagne glass in Ling Wudi's hand, making a crisp sound.
"Congratulations on completing the mission again. I have to say that you are so beautiful. That dead pervert has passed away without even touching your body!" The praise from Ling Wuyin's mouth was now heard in Ling Wudi's ears.
Extremely ironic.
Looking at Ling Wuyin, who was sincere and smiling, Ling Wudi suddenly had a thought in her heart. No matter whether it was true or false, she had always wanted to ask...
"Wuyuan, I want to ask you a question, can you tell me honestly?" Ling Wudi put down the champagne in his hand and asked tangledly.
Ling Wuyin took a sip of champagne, then looked at Ling Wudi and nodded: "I'm asking, what's wrong with you today? You're not late for breakfast, and you don't drink champagne? Is there something I don't know about?"
The more caring and casual Ling Wuyin was, the more entangled Ling Wudi became in his heart.
"Wuyuan, have you always wanted to be a mercenary instead of contacting buyers?"
Ling Wudi asked tangledly.
Ling Wuyuan looked at Ling Wudi in surprise, then reached out and touched her forehead.
"Hey, are you stupid? Or have you met your Mr. Right and want to quit?!" Ling Wuyin did not answer directly.
Ling Wudi nodded, closed his twinkling eyes, and spoke again: "Wuyuan, answer me, have you always wanted to be a mercenary and not want to do the work behind the scenes?"
Silence... the rustling sound of champagne bubbles can be heard, and even the bursting of the bubbles when they encounter air is extremely clear.
"Yes!" Ling Wuyin spoke, his tone firm.
Ling Wudi raised his head and met a pair of eyes that no longer cared about anything. Suddenly, a big smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" However, when he smiled, tears fell down.
Ling Wuyin put down the champagne in his hand and put away the joke on his face. He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the glitzy streets outside. There was a bit of desolation in his voice: "Because there is something called talent in this world, and there is even more...
There’s something called self-knowledge…”
"You can tell me, I won't blame you, I thought you didn't want to, so..." Ling Wudi was anxious to explain his feelings.
But the familiar figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling window exuded indifference: "Wudi, since you asked today, let me tell you. It's not that I haven't thought about it, but after I sent out the photos of you and me at the same time, buy
Buyers will only choose you, and you may say that appearance is not important. I thought so too. Once again, I covered up your profile picture and only showed my figure in the picture, but the buyer still wanted you!"
Ling Wudi was suddenly speechless...
"Haha, didn't you expect that? I, the contact person, would use power for personal gain... so mean!?" Ling Wuyin turned to face Ling Wudi on the sofa, his eyes full of unwillingness, self-deprecation, but also tears.
Ling Wudi didn't know what to say anymore. She originally thought that if she wanted to, she could just give up this seat. Why didn't she say it? She didn't expect that things would be like this...
"It's ridiculous, isn't it? Invincible, did you know that there are hundreds of children in the mercenary school, but only three can come out every year, while our class only has four, do you know why?" Ling Wuyin continued to ask.
Ling Wudi opened his mouth, but still no answer came out.