Su Qiao's expression remained calm. "Isn't it obvious?"
Little Li gave a slightly smug little chuckle.
See? I've always been calm, and my expression control is impeccable.
Unfortunately, Su Qiao shattered his fantasy the next second.
"You haven't concealed anything at all."
Whenever he spoke to her, he kept reaching up to scratch his neck. The muscles in his face were tense, and the tips of both feet pointed outward, making him look as though he wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
Little Li: "..."
"Hurry up. Don't bother me while I make tea and read."
With that, Su Qiao stopped paying him any attention and went to the break room.
"...Oh."
Sure enough, Sister Su was still the same uniquely individualistic Sister Su.
As Little Li turned around, he grumbled inwardly.
Three days passed quietly. During those three days, Su Qiao spent her time making tea, reading in silence, and taking notes. She did not run into Du Muhan even once.
However, she was not particularly anxious.
It was not until the morning of the fourth day that Su Qiao, just as she was preparing to go to the cafeteria to see what dishes were available—and planning to order takeout if they were no good—was intercepted right after stepping out of the office by Little Li, who came running over with sweat covering his head.
"Sister Su, emergency situation. Team Leader Tao wants you to go over there."
"Also, I've been transferred to Unit One. From now on, I'll be in the same group as you, Sister Su."
As he said this, Little Li's eyes shone, and his face was filled with obvious excitement.
Su Qiao was a little surprised, but she quickly praised him anyway. "Not bad. You made it into the Special Task Force so quickly."