Chapter 7: We are professionals at scolding people

Yan Liang came back from the restroom, winked, lowered his voice, and asked: "Guess who I saw?"

"Who? Luna?" Li Zhibai asked. "Damn, don't let it really be her, otherwise we'll be photographed again, and then we'll be scolded by her crazy dog-like fans again."

Yan Liang signaled Li Zhibai to be quiet and said: "No, it's Officer Qiu Ling we just met, sitting right next to us."

He gestured toward the green plants.

"Oh." Li Zhibai immediately stretched his head to look, hoping to confirm it through the gaps in the green plants.

Yan Liang hurriedly pulled him.

"You're too obvious! She's in the restroom now, and there's a man sitting at that table, looking like her boyfriend."

Lu Yan He said: "She just said she had an appointment, I guess it's this person."

Just then, they heard the voice of Officer Qiu Ling from next door.

"Sorry."

"No, didn't you sleep well yesterday?" the man asked.

Qiu Ling: "Yes, I was on night shift yesterday."

"Sigh, that's the bad thing about being a police officer; the work pressure is too high," the man said.

"Yes, speaking of which, I'm really sorry, we changed it twice before, and we finally met today," Qiu Ling said in an elegant and gentle voice.

"Ah, it's fine. Anyway, it's just to complete the task arranged by the family," the man said. "Actually, I told my family a long time ago that I definitely wouldn't marry a police officer as a wife, but my family kept asking me to come and meet you. Actually, Miss Qiu, you are very beautiful. I don't understand, since you are so beautiful, why do you want to be a police officer?"

The three of Lu Yan He looked at each other.

They didn't expect it to be a blind date.

And that man's way of speaking... sounded even more brainless than Li Zhibai.

The man's tone had a kind of deliberate arrogance, as if he didn't want to waste time here with Qiu Ling at all, but was forced by some reason to sit there helplessly.

Qiu Ling didn't speak for a while after hearing his question.

"Is my question too abrupt?" the man asked.

Qiu Ling laughed dryly and said: "Hehe, no, just didn't know how to answer for a moment."

"Hmm?"

"Being beautiful and being a police officer shouldn't conflict, right?"

"Haha, I just think that a beautiful woman like Miss Qiu could completely live a more comfortable life more easily. To be honest, there are many excellent women introduced by my family, and only Miss Qiu is the most in line with my aesthetics. If it weren't for your profession, I would definitely be willing to pursue you."

Qiu Ling almost couldn't suppress the anger in her heart.

She really wanted to rush in front of her parents and ask them where they dug up such a self-righteous man.

She suppressed her temper, kept the smile on her face, and said: "Anyway, it's just to deal with the task arranged by the family. Whether I meet your aesthetics or not is not important. Mr. Chen is so excellent, you won't worry about not finding a suitable one."

Mr. Chen asked: "Then, Miss Qiu, forgive me for asking presumptuously, if I am willing to marry you, are you willing to resign from this police job? Don't worry, my income is more than enough to support the family, no need to worry about money at all. Your family should have told you, I started my own business, opened a small company, and have assets of several tens of millions."

Qiu Ling smoothed her hair and tucked the hair by her temples back behind her ears.

"Mr. Chen, work is not just for an income," Qiu Ling said. "Just like you said, if I wanted a higher income, why would I choose the police profession? Actually, Mr. Chen, you don't have to force yourself. Since we are not suitable, why don't we just leave it at that?"

She really couldn't continue to endure it anymore.

Mr. Chen smiled: "So, Miss Qiu still holds ideas like ideals and passion?"

The smile on Qiu Ling's face could no longer be maintained.

She put away the smile on her face, looked at the man opposite, and asked: "Can't I?"

"I thought these were only ideas that seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people would have. If someone who is almost thirty still holds such naive ideas in this world, that's somewhat childish, isn't it?"

The man's face already revealed obvious mockery.

Qiu Ling kept telling herself in her heart: Control, don't move your hands, otherwise it will affect your career.

Just as she was about to get up and leave with a cold face, suddenly, several loud, youthful voices came from next door.

She recognized those voices.

She had just heard them.

Li Zhibai: "Hahahaha, hilarious. Some people have assets of several tens of millions and are embarrassed to say it? This is enough to support a family? That's a pity, I don't have a son like me, otherwise, I could make him go bankrupt in a year."

Yan Liang: "I hate you people who pretend to be cool the most. Your tone is big, but those people in their thirties and forties who pretend to be cool are even more annoying. They open their mouths and say others are naive, but they haven't managed their own mouths well, and they can't spit out ivory."

Lu Yan He: "You two keep your voices down. People just don't have a good brain and a good mouth, it doesn't mean they don't have ears!"

Qiu Ling's anger dissipated after hearing the three teenagers' crosstalk-like conversation.

She couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

The Mr. Chen opposite turned green.

He stood up in a hurry: "Who are you talking about?"

"Whoever answers is who I'm talking about," Li Zhibai retorted.

"You kid is asking for a lesson!" Mr. Chen was furious and was about to rush over.

Qiu Ling suddenly slapped the table.

Her elegant, intellectual, and gentle appearance was completely thrown away at this moment, and a stern light shot from her eyes.

"Mr. Chen, are you going to fight in front of me, a police officer? I don't mind taking you to the nearby police station."

Mr. Chen's footsteps paused, and he looked at Qiu Ling with an ugly face.

Before this, Qiu Ling just didn't want to have a conflict with him, holding the attitude that no matter what, it was better to part on good terms. At this moment, she couldn't be bothered anymore. Her face was stern, her gaze cold, and an intimidating majesty radiated from her, forming a powerful, irresistible aura.

The eyes of the people around looked over.

Under the pressure of Qiu Ling's gaze, Mr. Chen finally just snorted coldly, picked up his coat, and left with a bad face.

Qiu Ling watched him leave and rush out the door, then calmly withdrew her gaze. As a result, the three teenagers had already poked their heads out from next door, like a row of radishes stuck above the green plants, looking down at her.

"Officer Qiu, your blind date quality is not good," Li Zhibai said.

"The ideas are greasy, and you don't have a brain to say it out loud. Are you trying to pua you?" Yan Liang said.

Lu Yan He nodded and said seriously: "Fortunately, you met us."

Qiu Ling originally wanted to pretend to be serious and lecture them a few words, but looking at their three righteous expressions, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Go to hell!" she said.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 8 =====