Chapter 329 ideal husband (1/2)
As the afternoon quickly came, the members of De L'amour's design team were finally able to memorize the faces and names in the list Liu Shan sent. If it were normal people, this task would have taken days or even months, but for them, this was an easy task.
As under covers, familiarizing faces was part of their training.
Liu Shan stood up from his seat and walks toward the door. His task here is done and he needs to meet with Xu Long and Lin Hui to discuss some other things.
”Wait!”
From behind, Ju Suo's childlike voice calls out to the man. She runs after him with her short legs and stretch her arm out. Phone in hand, she points to a certain person from the list with flush cheeks.
”Will he be there tonight too?”
”…”
Liu Shan was dumbfounded, but he glance down at the petite woman, then the photo on her phone. He pout his lip and ponder in thoughts before giving her an answer.
”Him? He should be there, unless Lu Tian sent him on a different mission.”
Ju Suo pout her lips when she heard his words. She sighs and lower her hand holding the phone. She really wants to meet him, but….
”I guess I'll only know if I see him tonight…”
Looking at the sad little woman, Liu Shan smiles in pity. He lift his hand and pat her on the head.
”You never know, he might really be there.”
He did not wait for a response and turns to leave. He also did not look at the expression on the others.
Ju Suo lift her hand and looks at the photo of a man on her phone. She couldn't help but sigh again at the thought of possibly meeting him.
*Swooosh—*
”Wow! So, this is who you admire?”
Suddenly, her phone was snatched from her hands by someone. She turn her head to the culprit with eyes glaring with daggers. In a flash, she snatches her phone back.
”Gui Tian Lan, you better behave or I'll pierce you with your own needles.”
The culprit, Gui Tian Lan snorts at the tiny woman. He sits on top of the table and lazily wave his hand at her.
”My needles? Hah! In your—”
*Swoosh*
Before he could say the word 'dreams', a silver line flashes at him, but he swiftly catches it in time. His hand raise and between his index and middle finger, he observes the weapon with narrow eyes.
He nods his head and smiles.
”Wow, for someone with short legs, you have the guts to attack me with my own 'Swift Needles'.”