Well, Lu Feng couldn't say that he was thrilled about his loitering coming in handy, for his silly role of bodyguard to actually be called for, but gosh. Flirting with someone at work? How bold, how stupid.

How could you, other guy? Disrupting this hard-working little mushroom's shift by jostling his sample table around. The clatter of cups was followed by Lu Feng moving fluidly up behind the unfortunate person bringing the morale down, almost as though he were simply getting in line for another sample. No, though, what he actually wanted was to get a

good look

at the one who would so brazenly try and hit on An Zhe in front of him.