Liang Yingning brought snacks to see her.
She wasn't wearing a coat today, and her sweater barely covered the hickey on her neck. It looked slightly better after she pulled it up.
Liang Yingning's eyes were sharp. "Why is your neck all red in one spot?"
Shen Jing blurted out, "A mosquito."
Obviously, Liang Yingning didn't believe her.
Shen Jing tossed the explanation to the old man upstairs reviewing contracts. "If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Zhou. He gets bitten by mosquitoes every day; he's practically on the verge of deploying a whole team to exterminate all the mosquitoes here."
Zhou Xiangqun slowly capped his pen, his voice deep and steady. "Yes, that particular mosquito gets frisky the moment it nears her."
Liang Yingning, sharp as ever, retorted, "Male or female, that's one vicious mosquito!"
Shen Jing tried to correct Liang Yingning's thinking. "Female."
