This boy—he's handsome.

In another private room.

Lin Qi and Song Qingzhu sat facing each other.

Lin Qi showed no restraint and ordered a table laden with dishes.

“Can you really eat all that?” Song Qingzhu smiled helplessly.

“Why don’t you watch and see if I can or not?” Lin Qi rolled up his sleeves, and with the appetite of a starving ghost reborn, he began to wolf down the food as if a storm.

He always acted this shameless and absurd way in front of Song Qingzhu.

Of course, it was all an act, his purpose being to lower Song Qingzhu’s guard.

Especially after discovering her unexpected skills, he doubled down on playing the fool.

As for Song Qingzhu, after deciding Lin Qi was Tang Long’s undercover man, she too dropped her previous icy demeanor, at most giving a resigned smile. “You really do eat a lot.”

“Of course! I’ve trained in martial arts since I was a kid. You’ve seen my skills yourself… President Song, don’t just sit there—eat up!”

“All right…”

Song Qingzhu took a few casual bites before setting down her chopsticks.

Lin Qi looked at her in puzzlement.

“I’m full,” Song Qingzhu said.

“…”

“Thank you for saving me today. Otherwise, I really would have been in trouble. Here’s a toast to you, using tea instead of wine.” Song Qingzhu raised her teacup.

“No need for thanks. I just like doing the right thing,” Lin Qi chuckled, raising his own cup.

In trouble? More likely Liu Datou and his gang would have been in trouble, with her skill at throwing silver needles—even ten more like Liu Datou wouldn’t stand a chance.

They clinked cups and shared a smile.

Lin Qi ate for a while longer, grabbing a chicken leg with casual bravado. “President Song, not to be critical, but with your status, it’s really dangerous not to have a bodyguard. You saw my skills—why don’t I be your bodyguard? My salary requirements aren’t high—twenty thousand a month will do…”

“No,” Song Qingzhu shook her head.

Knew it!

Lin Qi ground his teeth in frustration. This woman was impossible to sway. It was really hard to find a way to stay close to her.

Then again, Song Qingzhu truly didn’t need a bodyguard—who could actually hurt her?

As Lin Qi was racking his brains for another approach, Song Qingzhu continued, “With your skills, at least fifty thousand. Besides being a bodyguard, you’ll also need to drive, since I’m short a driver. I saw you drive before, and you’re not bad.”

Lin Qi was stunned.

“Well, what do you think? Will you take the job?” Song Qingzhu asked.

“Absolutely, I’m in!” Lin Qi broke into a smile and raised his teacup again. “President Song, when do I start?”

“Whenever you’re available.”

“I still have my delivery job—need to sort out some paperwork. How about three days from now?”

“That’s fine,” Song Qingzhu finished her tea in one gulp.

“I’m going to the restroom,” she said, standing up and leaving the room.

Lin Qi let out a long breath.

That went much more smoothly than he’d expected.

Meanwhile—

“Look, Song Qingzhu’s gone!” Luo Yingying sneered. “She didn’t even stay ten minutes! Who eats that quickly?”

“No way. Is Lin Qi really that dumb? After helping Song Qingzhu so much, all he gets is one meal?” Susu looked bewildered.

“He is that dumb! Otherwise, would he be delivering takeout for a living?” Luo Yingying scoffed.

“I still don’t believe someone can be that stupid…” Susu shook her head, then suddenly raised her hand. “Lin Qi, come over here!”

“Hey, what are you doing?” Luo Yingying panicked a bit. After all, she had secretly taken Lin Qi’s Mercedes out. But since Lin Qi was already coming over, she could only put on a nonchalant face.

Hearing his name called, Lin Qi walked over and saw the girls, his face instantly darkening with disgust. He turned to leave.

Birds of a feather flock together—none of Luo Yingying’s friends were any better than she was.

“Hey, don’t go!” Susu grabbed his arm. “You and Yingying are divorced; we can still be friends! Tell me, how come you were eating with Song Qingzhu?”

“What’s it to you?” Lin Qi shook off her hand and walked away.

Susu was furious and shouted, “What, you think you can chase after Song Qingzhu? Take a good look at yourself! Just a stinking delivery guy, aiming for the stars!”

“Say that again?” Lin Qi turned around, fixing Susu with a cold glare.

There was murder in his eyes.

Susu shrank back, momentarily speechless.

But Yanyan and Zhenzhen stood up.

“What, you think you can hit someone?”

“This is a public place—go ahead and try, see if the Special Services Bureau lets you get away with it.”

“Hit a nerve, did we? Aren’t you just trying to cozy up to Song Qingzhu? You take her to the hospital once and hope to marry into wealth? Think you’re worthy?”

The girls chattered on, berating Lin Qi viciously.

Anger surged in Lin Qi; his fists clenched tight.

“It’s not him pursuing me—it’s me pursuing him.”

At some point, Song Qingzhu had come up behind Lin Qi.

“I think he’s handsome, so I asked him out for a meal. Is that a problem?”