Ai Jia didn't want his team in trouble but also didn't want to be the reason that someone else was unfairly punished so he turned to the third option. Enter Smiling the only girl that might have the guts to approach an enraged Chessman.
Her sacrifi...
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Lu Sicheng pushed open the door of the ZGDX base, letting the cool evening air hit his face. The tension from the confrontation with Ming and Lu Yue still lingered, gnawing at him. He needed a breather—a moment to clear his mind.
The heated exchange with Lu Yue and Ming still lingered in his mind, and he needed a break from the tension that had settled over the team like a dark cloud. He wasn't one to dwell on things, but something about the whole situation just didn't sit right with him.
With his hands shoved deep into his pockets, Lu Sicheng walked aimlessly until he spotted a small convenience store. Figuring he could use something sweet to clear his head, he ducked inside, the familiar jingle of the doorbell going unnoticed as he grabbed a pack of chocolate from the shelf.
After paying at the counter, he turned to leave, but a figure stepped into his path.
It was a young woman, dressed casually, with a determined expression on her face. Lu Sicheng glanced at her briefly, assuming she was a fan who had recognized him. He was used to these encounters and usually indulged them with a quick autograph before moving on. With a polite but distant smile, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a pen, and signed his name on a scrap of paper.
He handing it to her without a second thought. "Here," he said in his usual curt tone, not bothering to look up.
The woman looked at the receipt, then back at him, clearly unimpressed. "What's this?"
Lu Sicheng paused, finally looking at her with a hint of annoyance. "An autograph. Isn't that what you wanted?"
She raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. "No." The woman standing before him didn't have the starstruck expression he was used to seeing from fans. Instead, she looked... irritated?
Lu Sicheng's eyes narrowed slightly. "Then what do you want?" he asked, his voice cool and slightly dismissive. He wasn't in the mood for games.
She didn't answer immediately. Instead, she pulled out a small USB drive from her pocket and held it up between them. "I want you to watch this."
He glanced at the USB, then back at her as if she was insane. "And why would I do that?"
"Because," she replied, her voice calm but sharp, "you're about to make a colossal mistake, and I'm here to stop you from looking even more foolish than you already do."
