Qiu Li's face turned alternately green and white from the question.
She immediately shot Qiu Yihe a furtive glare.
What did she mean by that?
Was she deliberately trying to pick a fight with her in front of so many people?
Qiu Li had long found Qiu Yihe disagreeable.
She stuck out her neck and raised her voice: "If you're not satisfied, then produce a proposal yourself! If you don't have the ability, what good is just slamming the table and glaring?"
The public statement was flawless, and Qiu Yihe was momentarily at a loss for how to respond.
"You..."
The phrase "nothing to fault" weighed on her heart like a stone, leaving her speechless for a moment.
The world is just like this; everyone understands the logic.
But those words were like an invisible wall; no matter how much you argued or worried, you couldn't break through it.
"Was what I said wrong? Why are you so agitated?" Qiu Li looked at Qiu Yihe with some confusion.
If she remembered correctly, Qiu Zheng had said when he came to the Capital that Qiu Yihe was just an ordinary criminal police officer.
Qiu Yihe wanted to denounce the opponent's armchair strategizing.
But her throat felt clogged with cotton, and she couldn't utter a single one of the thousands of words she wanted to say.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her eyes instantly became bloodshot.
Her hands beneath the table were clenched tightly into fists, and her fingertips repeatedly rubbed the silver police badge embroidery on her cuff.
She wanted to say that she was an Anti-drug Police Officer, but she didn't dare.
If she said it, Qiu Li and Qiu Ya might become even more provocative.
Seeing that no one was speaking, she could only look tearfully and aggrievedly at Jiang Cheng beside her.
Hoping he would say something, even just a single sentence.
Seeing Qiu Yihe look at him, Jiang Cheng slowly and deliberately rubbed the rim of his teacup.
Furious, yet daring not to lash out in public, she could only lower her voice, speaking to him with a hint of gritted-teeth annoyance:
"Didn't you say you'd grant any request?"
As expected of a veteran, her opening line made Jiang Cheng widen his eyes.
"Someone is asking for my mom?"
Qiu Yihe's cheeks instantly flushed crimson, and she glared at him, feeling both ashamed and angry.
She knew Jiang Cheng was deliberately trying to make her beg him.
If she played hardball with him, she would definitely be abandoned on the spot, just like the last time she rode in his car.
Thinking this, Qiu Yihe flirted with Jiang Cheng for the first time: "What if I ask you?"
Meeting Qiu Yihe's gaze, a roguish smile curved his lips.
His voice was low, but just loud enough for both of them to hear clearly: "Where do you want to beg?"
"Speak up for me." Qiu Yihe gritted her teeth, practically forcing the words out, "Right now. As long as you help me, you can play with the ball however you want..."
These straightforward words instantly made Jiang Cheng raise an eyebrow.
He knew that the first time he saw Qiu Yihe, he was attracted by the lethal weapon she carried.
How could Jiang Cheng possibly pass up such a good opportunity? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on her flushed earlobes, and a roguish smile played on his lips. His voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear: "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure!" Qiu Yihe blurted out, carrying the resolve of burning her boats.
If Jiang Cheng could truly help her, he would be the greatest contributor to her mission.
If he plays with it, he plays with it.
She wouldn't lose a piece of flesh, and honestly, it felt quite pleasant... Qiu Yihes maternal uncle's eyes darted, having already witnessed this scene.
He had previously sensed that Jiang Cheng treated Qiu Yihe differently.
Now they were whispering in front of so many people.
He wasn't truly staying out of it; he was clearly waiting for Qiu Yihe to yield.
He quickly changed his expression and sternly scolded Qiu Li: "Lili! How can you talk to Yihe like that! We are all family, can't you speak nicely?"
After scolding her, he turned to Qiu Yihe, putting on a big smile, and his tone softened, "Yihe, she was just overwhelmed by work, and it's understandable that she didn't consider everything thoroughly. You are sisters, you should discuss things properly."
Qiu Ya understood her maternal uncle.
She quickly tugged on Qiu Li's sleeve and quietly advised, "Sister, say less."
Qiu Li was stunned by the scolding, and before she could react, Jiang Cheng finally put down his teacup and slowly raised his eyes.
Qiu Li was stunned by the scolding, and before she could react, Jiang Cheng finally put down his teacup, slowly raised his eyes, and looked at Qiu Li.
"Miss Qiu, those words are certainly easy to say. Changing procedural norms is only the foundation, but the value of a proposal is never limited to the word 'norm.'"