บท 125: MISSION

The question made Zhaolin's head snap at Jiuwen. Jiuwen flashed him a wink. She obviously hit him. He cleared his throat and stood up. Jiuwen gave him a reassuring smile.

With a matching pace he went over to the single couch and sat down. Jiuwen wished she could slap him so his brain would reset. She was matching towards Xueyan with him but now he cornered.

"Zhaolin, why are you sitting alone?" Jiuwen went and sat at Xueyan left side then motioned for Zhaolin to sit at the right.

Xueyan peeked at Zhaolin then back at Jiuwen. "What are you doing?" She mumbled, a whisper.

Jiuwen wanted to laugh, Xueyan wasn't dumb. "Trying to get you two together," Jiuwen whispered into her ear.

Now Xueyan regretted coming here. She should have never come. Worst part, that Jiuwen truly meant everything she was saying. How does she keep supporting Zhaolin? Xueyan facepalmed.