"Oh yes, how's your information coming along?" Lonemoon thought about it and changed the topic.
"I didn't find anything." Shen Ying shook her head. She had searched through the entire administrative committee's information room, but there was no information about that monitor. It was as if that title was just Yu Heng's imagination.
"I helped you ask those managers who play mahjong." Lonemoon glanced at her and said, "None of them have heard of that term."
"Oh." Shen Ying responded and continued to slump on the chair like mud.
"What do you plan to do?"
"Nothing."
"You're not planning to continue investigating?" Lonemoon glared at her.
"There's nothing in the information room. What if that person really made it up?"
You're just freaking lazy!
"Didn't you say that this might have something to do with the changes in your body?"
"Mm, maybe." Shen Ying picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth. She paused. After a while, she put it down again and said, "It's just a feeling. But the administrative committee doesn't have it, so I can only ask my sister. She's seen many managers."
"Then ask!" Lonemoon said anxiously. "This has something to do with your body. No matter how scared you are, you have to ask your sister."
Shen Ying turned to look at him with an inexplicable look, with an indescribable expression.
"What?" Lonemoon felt goosebumps all over his body.
"Father Niu!" She suddenly sighed and said, "You and Chef are managers now."
"Nonsense. Didn't you push it to us?" Why did she say that?
"Then do you remember why I came to this plane in the first place?"
"Of course it's to take over the plane …" He stopped mid-sentence and widened his eyes.
Shen Ying then continued, "I came to take over this plane, but I'm no longer a manager. Other people may not be able to tell, but my sister definitely can. So what do you think my sister will do when she finds out that I have nothing to do with this plane? "
Catch her back! Definitely, definitely and definitely!
Lonemoon's expression darkened. Given Shen Jing's level of sis-con, she would never let her continue to wander around this plane.
"So … not only can I not take the initiative to ask my sister, but I also need to avoid appearing in front of her!" She explained seriously, then narrowed her eyes, picked up the plate on the table and handed it over. "What do you think?"
"Yes." Lonemoon nodded. What she said made sense. He grabbed a piece of pastry and said, "Then recently we … Pfft, holy shit! Why is this pastry sour? "Her teeth almost fell out!
Shen Ying immediately retracted her hand and pretended not to know anything.
"Did Chef knock over a bottle of vinegar?" Lonemoon drank several cups of tea before he managed to suppress the sour taste in his mouth. Turning to look at a certain someone who was still cooking in the kitchen, he suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but say, "Oh right, about your body, don't tell me you didn't tell Chef?"
"I did mention it a little, but I was afraid that he would be too worried, so I didn't go into details." She lowered her head and looked at the plate of food on the table. It was clearly not up to a certain someone's cooking standards.
"Since you know that people will be worried, you should explain some things more clearly," Lonemoon said meaningfully.
"Huh?" Shen Ying paused.
"Huh what huh?" Lonemoon glared at her and pushed the pastry on the table a little further away. With a serious expression, he said, "Tell me honestly, what exactly is your relationship with that Mi Le?"
"Who?"
"Stop pretending!" Lonemoon raised his eyebrows. "It's that fellow who was waiting for you in the information room."
"Oh, you mean Huahua?"
"…" What the hell Huahua, would you die if you didn't give people nicknames?
"Huahua should be considered … my classmate."
"Just a classmate?" Lonemoon narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"What else?"
"I heard from the people from the management that he …" Before he could finish, he suddenly heard a few beeps. His and Shen Ying's wristbands lit up with red lights at the same time. At the same time, there were signs of the plane door activating.
He stood up abruptly. "Is it an invasion?"
"No." Shen Ying explained. It was rare that she took the initiative to open the plane door. "I called it."
In the next moment, a familiar-looking man walked out of the plane door. He was dressed in a suit and looked handsome. He looked up towards Shen Ying and smiled. His entire person was like the warm sun in winter. "Little Ying, I'm here." It was Mi Le whom they met once at the entrance of the information room.
Clang!
Suddenly, the sound of something being smashed came from behind. The three of them instinctively turned to look. Chef was standing at the entrance of the kitchen looking over in a daze. There was a plate of food that had just been overturned at his feet.
"Sorry, Master! I'll make it again. " Chef hurriedly squatted down and tried to pick up the broken plate on the ground. He seemed to be frightened himself and actually forgot to use his sorcery.
Was his hands shaking from being tired from cooking? Shen Ying suddenly started to reflect on whether she was mistreating her employees. After thinking for a moment, she immediately waved her hand and said, "Don't cook today. Chef, come over too."
Yi Qing paused. His expression immediately darkened. But he still nodded obediently. "Yes, Master."
"These two are your assistants?" Mi Le looked curiously at Lonemoon and Yi Qing.
"Mm." Shen Ying nodded and continued. "Alright, let's get down to business."
"Little Ying …" Mi Le's expression darkened slightly. With a slightly sad tone, he said, "I avoided so many people and rushed here in such a hurry to help you. You don't even care about me. You didn't treat me like this in the past. "
"Oh." Shen Ying glanced at him. "You want me to care about you?"
Mi Le's body stiffened for a moment. He immediately recovered and smiled even more gently. "Alright alright alright. I'll listen to you, alright! Who asked you to be my only classmate. When did I make you sad? But for safety's sake, at least three! "
"One!" Shen Ying directly retorted.
"Two and a half!"
"One!"
"Two and a half!"
"Two and a half!"
"One!"
"Alright, deal!"
Mi Le: "…"
The corner of his mouth twitched. A moment later, he sighed and said helplessly, "How have I treated you all these years? Don't you know? I only have this little bit of extravagant hope. Can't you agree to it just once? "
"No!"
Mi Le panicked. He directly took a step forward and knelt on one knee to pull Shen Ying's hand. "Little Ying …"
Before he finished speaking, Lonemoon and Yi Qing at the side stood up at the same time.
"Wait …" Lonemoon could not help but interrupt the two. Chef even pulled Shen Ying directly into his arms. "Why am I getting more and more confused the more I hear? What are you guys doing? Acting in an idol drama? "And the kind that was infatuated with the male lead.
"Eh? You guys are … "Mi Le was stunned." Why hasn't Little Ying told you about us? She and I are … "
"That's enough!" Shen Ying glanced at him and interrupted, "Tell me, what happened this time? How do you want me to help you? "
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