Chapter 2018: What are you thinking about?

"What are you thinking about?" Lan Mei finally restrained the look of extreme surprise on her face and asked, looking at him in confusion.

"Nothing... nothing at all." Zhao Desan smiled awkwardly and quickly shifted the topic to her, looking at what she was holding, and asked, "Section Chief Lan, what is that you're holding?"

"A lunch box, I brought it for you." Lan Mei said, walking up to place the lunch box on Zhao Desan's desk, then continued, "Why didn't you go to the cafeteria for lunch again?"

"What? It's already time for lunch?" Zhao Desan asked in disbelief. As he spoke, he raised his hand to check his watch and said, dumbfounded, "How is it already almost two o'clock? I thought it wasn't even off-duty time yet."

Seeing his cheeky look, Lan Mei rolled her eyes at him with a smile and said, "Hurry up and eat. Is there too much work, so busy that you even forgot the time?"

"Section Chief Lan, thank you so much. You're really good to me." Zhao Desan looked at Lan Mei solemnly, his eyes flashing with a moved luster, and said earnestly.

"People are mutual. Aren't you good to me too?" Lan Mei smiled, revealing a row of neat, pearly teeth.

Due to her personality, few people could see Lan Mei laugh with her mouth wide open like this, and she rarely laughed this way. Only occasionally, when she was with Zhao Desan and thought of the foolish things he had done for her regardless of the consequences, would her cold heart feel wrapped in warmth, and only then would she open her mouth and laugh so brightly and warmly. Seeing Lan Mei's red lips and white teeth when she laughed, Zhao Desan felt as if he were bathed in a spring breeze. His heart felt warm, and a warm current flowed through his whole body.

He looked at Lan Mei affectionately, then opened the lunch box and began to wolf down the food. Before long, the lunch box was completely wiped out by Zhao Desan.

"Are you full?" Seeing Zhao Desan finish his meal so quickly, Lan Mei asked with a gentle smile.

Zhao Desan let out a burp, nodded, and said with a satisfied smile, "Full."

Lan Mei smiled emotionally, then the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she seemed to become a bit heavy-hearted.

Seeing the change in her expression, the smile on Zhao Desan's face also vanished. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with concern, "Section Chief Lan, what's wrong? Is that old bastard giving you trouble again?"

"No." Lan Mei's expression looked a bit sad. She looked at Zhao Desan with watery eyes and sat down on the sofa.

"Then what's the matter? If that old bastard dares to bully you again, I'll beat him every time he bullies you. I don't believe that old bastard isn't afraid of getting beaten!" Zhao Desan said viciously, referring to himself as "I" (Laozi).

"Xiao Zhao, don't, don't do that. I'm just afraid that if you do that, and he finds out, he definitely won't let you off." Lan Mei quickly tried to dissuade him. It turned out that this was the reason she was worried, fearing that Zheng Tulu would find out it was Zhao Desan.