238 Please, kind big brother_1

"Is something troubling you, Miss Dair?" Lin Ge placed a glass of wine in front of the witch as he spoke.

Miss Dair took a sip, and a hint of blush appeared on her fair face.

"I lost something... uh, something very important."

Lin Ge was very tactful and didn't press her about what exactly she had lost, but instead smiled and said, "As a witch, Miss Dair, even if you've lost something, surely you have many ways to find it."

But Miss Dair, propping her chin with one hand, said with a face full of worries, "But lately I've been busy rushing a manuscript. I must submit it before the deadline, so I don't have time to look for it."

When Lin Ge heard Miss Dair mention the deadline, he remembered how she had come to the shop last month looking for advice on writing a novel. At the time, Leila had suggested "imitation," but it seemed Miss Dair had taken it too far, turning imitation into plagiarism.