Seeing Ren Wenwen lower her car window, Yu Sheng's first thought that popped into his mind was "the male lead and his motorcycle make such a good ship," causing him to tense visibly for a moment, before his second thought took over as he sized her up: "...Did the Special Service Bureau send you? Why don't you guys just set up a station near my place?"
When he said that, the person opposite instead paused for a moment, taking a couple of seconds to respond: "Ah, no, I was just handling some business nearby and happened to pass by your home."
Yu Sheng looked at the girl suspiciously, trying to spot any signs of lying on her face, but it seemed she was serious.
"I'm clerical support staff," Ren Wenwen clarified earnestly, "Apart from running errands to deliver documents, I don't usually work in the field—the colleagues stationed near you would definitely be from the operations department..."
Yu Sheng, however, found it amusing: "But you didn't deny the 'station' part, huh?"
