Sincerity

Luo Qingxian felt very embarrassed after Wei Wucai said those words, so she said, "After all, you're not young anymore. Let's not talk about our social circle, but just among the eight great families, which of them around your age isn't accomplished and successful? Meanwhile, you still work in a small office for other people."

Hearing what Wei Wucai had said previously, Luo Qingxian naturally thought that Wei Wucai's workplace was probably a very average detective agency.

"Even if I am not accomplished, I don't need you to worry about it, Miss Luo," Wei Wucai said. "As for me, I don't have great ambitions. I just like to keep this job of mine that nobody looks well on. In this lifetime, this is about all that I will achieve. Miss Luo, you don't need to worry for me about this anymore."

Luo Qingxian pursed her lips. She finally could not help but scoff.

He was useless and had no great ambition. What a waste of a good-looking face.