Were there programs from other countries?
Although other countries had zombies, they were able to control them, and even watched TV dramas and broadcast news as usual.
They, however, were not able to...
Before, they heard those people from country D say one country at a time.
Did that mean they would deal with country Z first, and then move on to other countries?
As she thought, Xu Qian's eyes lit up, as if she had guessed it.
Country D was releasing zombie viruses in every country, and country Z, being a populous nation, would experience a faster rate of infection.
They had reached a cooperation with group X, where country D provided experimental drugs, and group X developed them.
She could understand country D, but if this were true, for what purpose would group X help country D destroy their own country?
She could only find the answer herself.
Although Lian Du liked her, he had some boundaries. He would say what he could, but wouldn't utter a word of what he shouldn't.
In the past half month, Song Xiaoping's trust in her had increased significantly.
She could bring him meals in his office and had also figured out where the safe was.
After a moment of thought, Xu Qian got up to prepare ingredients for cooking.
Song Xiaoping ate simply; he liked whatever she cooked anyway.
Moreover, he seemed to not want others to discover his zombie identity. His work hours were in the morning, and in the evening, even if his eyes were open, he had to sleep.
She just had to go along with his wishes, smooth out that lion's fur, and everything else would be easy.
Xu Qian placed the two portions of food in a food container, arranging them exquisitely.
She had deliberately changed into a red dress and applied light makeup.
His office was not far. The headquarters had 18 floors, and the 18th floor was where she and Song Xiaoping lived, with Song Xiaoping's office below.
Now that everyone was familiar with Xu Qian, most of them greeted her, and even if they didn't want to, they had to.
The commander had ordered that she must not be wronged!
As Xu Qian approached, she heard scolding from inside. No matter what they did, Song Xiaoping's satisfaction was only one star, and most of their work was rejected and had to be redone.
When he had finished scolding, Xu Qian raised her hand and knocked on the door.
"Knock, knock, knock."
All eyes focused on the girl outside the door, tears welling up in their eyes.
Xu Qian had finally arrived.
They had meetings all day, and there were only two times when they were not scolded.
The first was when Xu Qian appeared, and the second was when the commander went back for meals.
Song Xiaoping pressed his temples, covered the documents, and said in a deep voice, "You can all go. We'll continue this afternoon."
Everyone was overjoyed and quickly agreed.
Only after they had dispersed did Xu Qian slowly walk in.
"Come here."
Xu Qian raised an eyebrow and put down the food container.
As soon as she reached his side, the man scooped her up and placed her on his lap.
He buried his head in her neck, inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her, and his restless mind finally calmed down.
Song Xiaoping asked in a hoarse voice, "What delicious food did you make today?"
Xu Qian leaned forward and gently kissed his cheek, smiling, "What you like."
The man narrowed his purple eyes, clasped her chin, and kissed her again.
Xu Qian was used to it and let him do as he pleased.
After a long time, her eyes were red, and her lips were swollen.
They sat together to eat as usual, but Xu Qian felt a little restless.
Song Xiaoping's gaze was strange, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Soon, he snapped back to reality, his eyes returning to normal.
"Qian, do you want to go out?"
Xu Qian nodded truthfully. She was indeed too bored and couldn't live a comfortable life.
"I have something on my hands. Go and do it for me."