Wang Jixuan had already made up his mind before he left the house.
If Lao Fu had no serious business this time and just called him over for a teppanyaki meal, then he would just slide tackle him...
No matter, he took it as an opportunity to meet the Battle Girl.
Lingtong was getting busier by the day, and the opportunities for the two to meet were few and far between. An encounter this time was certainly a joy.
When Wang Jixuan arrived on the first floor, Lingtong was standing with her hands behind her back, leaning against the wall by the elevator door.
She had obviously dressed up today, in her favorite tight jeans, a light grey crop top with a few frayed holes on the edges of the shoulder and sleeves, and a pair of platform shoes that gave her already tall figure a near-comic proportion. Her lightly made up face lost some of the harshness of the battlefield, and gained a delicacy that seemed almost vulnerable.
