Cafe.
The tranquil environment automatically relaxes people.
A young man entered from outside, his gaze swept around the cafe, and finally settled on a certain spot.
He walked over, "Excuse me, are you Miss Yao?"
Chuzheng looked up, "Mhm, take a seat."
"I am..." The young man intended to introduce himself.
"I don't want to know who you are," Chuzheng said. "From today onward, you are this person."
Chuzheng slid a document across the table.
The young man swallowed his words, opened the document, scanned the information, and gave Chuzheng a somewhat eerie glance, "Miss Yao, with such an identity, what do you want me to do?"
Chuzheng pulled out a photo, "Pursue her."
The young man: "..."
To think she gave him such a high-status identity just to chase a girl.
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Chuzheng left the cafe, and the King's Account suddenly started making noise.
[Miss, you're really wicked.]
Chuzheng: How am I wicked?
[Aren't you wicked? Playing with someone's feelings!]
