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　　TL: Zhao

　　Editing: Krisaia

　　"Wu Jia? What are you doing here?"

　　"I… I just happened to pa.s.s by…" Wu Jia caught the s.h.i.+ft in Li Yiming's countenance, and her attention turned towards the corner in which Lin Lu sat.

　　"Pa.s.sing by three times in a day?" Chen Jiaw.a.n.g muttered, barely able to stop himself from laughing. In the few days Li Yiming left the shop, she visited almost every day.

　　"What are you talking about?" Wu Jia feigned ignorance.

　　Wu Jia had never thought that there would come a day when she would act like so. Along with her beautiful features, possessing many talents meant that there was an endless line of men courting her. She was usually the one in control, with her calm and collected nature, but ever since meeting Li Yiming again, she lost her sense of judgment. With trivial matters filling her head, she grew anxious about the most minute of details, and her curiosity for Li Yiming seemed impossible to satisfy.

　　The old friend that she had known since high school was now a completely changed person — her curiosity slowly pushed her towards fascination, and from fascination toward love.

　　Li Yiming poured a cup of water for Wu Jia and retreated to the side.

　　"So, where have you been?" Wu Jia picked up the cup Chen Jiaw.a.n.g had reserved for her and asked.

　　"I've been busy with some things…" Li Yiming sat down and answered, glancing again at Lin Lu.

　　"With her?" Wu Jia suddenly asked.

　　"What?" Li Yiming did not understand how Wu Jia figured that out immediately.

　　"Are you two dating?" Wu Jia peeked at Lin Lu. Unlike when she met her at the banquet, Lin Lu seemed exhausted and fl.u.s.tered. However, this only made her more charming, as she now possessed the air of a damsel in distress.

　　Upon noticing Wu Jia's stare, she looked up from her screen and squeezed out a polite smile, believing her to be a good friend of Li Yiming's. Wu Jia smiled back, but her mood sank. Her thoughts began to wander wildly, as she imagined Lin Lu to be looking through the tea house accounting rolls, fulfilling the role of a future co-owner of the shop.