After Lu Hong went upstairs, Qin Feiyang asked, "Fatty, how has she been behaving recently?"
Fatty chuckled. "Absolutely no problem. She's probably been completely subjugated by your 'intimidating' aura, Boss."
Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow and said angrily, "Can't you be a bit more serious?"
"Master Fatty is already very serious, okay?" Fatty said, aggrieved.
"Forget it!" Qin Feiyang held up a hand. "Just pretend I didn't say anything."
A light patter of footsteps announced Lu Hong, who ran down from upstairs carrying an ink brush, ink stick, and paper. Upon reaching the tea table, she neatly placed them in front of Qin Feiyang and then sat down to grind the ink. She was like an obedient little maid.
Qin Feiyang watched Lu Hong for a moment and said with a gentle smile, "Actually, you don't have to be so deferential. We can interact as equals, like friends, but on the condition that you don't do anything harmful to me."
Lu Hong was taken aback and asked, "Really?"
