Zhu Qingling was speechless. Meng Weici's shamelessness was truly something else. If other people saw what the leader of the Qin Dynasty Chronicles world players' team was really like, who knew if their entire worldview would shatter.
In the end, Meng Weici stayed after all.
She dragged Zhu Qingling into a conversation about Ding Ling that lasted all night, yet still felt unsatisfied. She was far too curious about Ding Ling, as if she had endless questions to ask.
For example, why did Zhu Qingling call Ding Ling Sect Master?
What kind of deity was Ding Ling, and which department did he oversee?
Why had Ding Ling descended to the mortal realm?
Had Ding Ling been staying with Zhu Qingling every day since descending to the mortal realm?
How come Ding Ling appeared the moment Zhu Qingling called for Sect Master? Did Ding Ling have feelings for Zhu Qingling? Had the two already entered an ambiguous stage? Or had they started dating?
When she got to this point, Meng Weici wore an extremely gossipy, envious expression:
"Heavens, Zhu Qingling, you're dating a deity! No wonder you're a woman who got the Female Protagonist script in life. Your luck is simply unmatched! When are you getting married? I'll be your bridesmaid!"
Zhu Qingling was so shy and delighted that she covered her face and lightly patted Meng Weici:
"Stop talking nonsense. When have I ever had that kind of luck? I'm still secretly in love with him!"
"Still secretly in love?"
Meng Weici rolled her eyes and retorted:
"Your little expressions of admiration for your Male God are written all over your face. That's an outright public love affair, okay?"
"..."
"All right. Let's continue talking about your Male God. Do you know what his hobbies are?"
"I don't know."
"Then