Qing Yeping

"Lan! Get up!" "I know... Got it." Lan gently lifted a corner of the curtain, and the dazzling sunlight suddenly shone on Lan's eyes. Lan quickly let go of her hand as if she was burned, and the curtain covered the newly lit room again. Lan lowered her head and was confused for a while. She didn't put on her clothes until the second knock on the door came. After a while, Lan combed her hair with one hand and rubbed her eyes that had not yet fully opened with the other hand and opened the door. The sun shone on her body, outlining her light blue hair. "Good morning - did you sleep well last night?" Lan said as she sat at the dining table with two young men who came from next door. In a restaurant named Jiangfeng Pavilion, the story begins on the girl's seventeenth birthday. In a seemingly normal restaurant, its owner, Mr. Kong, is actually the largest intelligence dealer in the underground organization. I thought it was just a simple birthday, but I didn't expect that the girl's goal was actually to join the information trafficking business that Mr. Kong strictly prohibited contact with...