(Disclaimer: this chapter is just for fun. Please don't get your exam answers mixed up because of it.)
"Officer Zhu Yuan, that's ancient history! Besides, didn't Qingyi say we were framed?"
"Manager Belle, I'm a premium member of your video store. Are you really going to leave me hanging?"
"So what if you're a premium member? That doesn't mean you can do whatever you—"
Belle's spirited protest faded when she saw the membership card in Zhu Yuan's hand.
Zhu Yuan raised an eyebrow. Her look said it all: Sorry, but premium members really can do whatever they want.
"Zhu Yuan, it's not that I don't want to help..."
Defeated, Belle hesitated, then tried appealing to their friendship.
She had only learned when Ellen and the others last visited the store that Griseo wrote comics under the pen name "Teacher Griseo."
And she still hadn't told her brother. What if helping this time gave the secret away?
"Belle, I'm not asking you to do it for free."
Seeing Belle waver, Zhu Yuan softened her tone.
Just then, Wise pushed open the store door and came in carrying several coffees.
He handed one each to Zhu Yuan and Belle, then smiled as he tried to smooth things over. "Belle, Zhu Yuan and Qingyi are regulars. If you can help, why not?"
Belle glanced at Wise and raised an eyebrow, grumbling to herself.
Poor big brother!
If you knew how Griseo portrayed you in her work, you'd probably land straight in the hospital.
"By the way, where's Officer Qingyi?" Wise took out the last drink. "Tingman made this specially. It has a strong tea aroma."
"That's right! Where's Qingyi?"
Only then did Zhu Yuan realize that Qingyi, who had come with her to ask "Teacher Griseo" to write a script for their program,