Chapter 1251 — Guessed Right
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"Hehe — Little Song, we're not at the office. Just call me Big Brother Yang; why 'Director'? It makes us sound so distant!" Yang Huaijun was looking much improved of late. Ever since he took the Chinese medicine Wei Zhao had given him, his injuries had come under control, the pain had largely gone, and he felt a great deal lighter all over.
"All right, Big Brother Yang it is, then!" In Yang Huaijun's presence Qiu Lingshan was every bit the well-behaved little sister. Only, she regarded him purely as an idol, with nothing of romance mixed into it — admiration was one thing, love another altogether.
For some reason Qiu Lingshan was suddenly struck by a thought: was Wei Zhao perhaps even more formidable than the Big Brother Yang she so revered? The moment the idea surfaced she felt a pang of guilt. She was, after all, only an ordinary woman — find a lover, and forget her brother.
"What's the matter with you? Why does your face keep changing color, red one moment and white the next?" Yang Huaijun asked, studying her with some puzzlement.
"N-nothing..." Qiu Lingshan shook her head quickly, faintly embarrassed. "Someone just popped into my head for a moment... it's nothing."
"Oh? Who were you thinking about? Don't tell me it was your boyfriend?" Taking in her expression, Yang Huaijun threw out a tease.
"N-no! Not at all!" Qiu Lingshan nearly jumped out of her skin, thinking to herself: surely not — Big Brother Yang really did come up through criminal investigation; he had read her mind at a single glance.
"Hmm?" Yang Huaijun had only asked out of idle curiosity and had not expected that reaction. It seemed he had guessed right. He could not help smiling as he asked, "Wei Zhao?"
"Ah?" Qiu Lingshan started, and remembering the bond between Wei Zhao and Yang Huaijun, hurriedly shook her head in denial. "No such thing..."
"Looks like I guessed right." Yang Huaijun laughed. "We're all on the same side here — still hiding things from me?"
"Um... Wei Zhao once said you were his comrade-in-arms. That you knew each other before?" The words had left her mouth before she thought; then she added hastily, "Anyway, there's nothing between Wei Zhao and me — we're just ordinary friends. He doesn't like me that way."
"Oh? He told you all that? You two must be closer than I thought." Yang Huaijun looked at her with a half-smile.
Wei Zhao had no wish to dwell on the past; but if he had told her all this, it meant their relationship had already reached a certain level of intimacy — otherwise he would never have said such things to her.
"Well... a little better than ordinary friends, I suppose..." Qiu Lingshan had wanted to say — we even took our clothes off — but the words died in her mouth. It was too humiliating: she had stripped off her clothes, and Wei Zhao hadn't so much as stirred.
"Hehe, honestly, speaking as your big brother, I'd be quite happy to see you and Wei Zhao together. I know what you look for in a husband, and Wei Zhao happens to fit it exactly — marry him, and I'll rest easy." Yang Huaijun paused. "Only, I wonder how your old man would feel about it?"