My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 170: 170, please treat us to a bowl of noodles Chapter 170: 170, please treat us to a bowl of noodles Ling Yu shivered involuntarily at the memory of Qin Yushen’s stern face, “Boss, please don’t tell Mr. Qin, I promise I won’t make such careless remarks anymore. Whatever you want me to do, just say it, I’ll definitely bow and spare no effort till my dying breath.” Mr. Qin’s jealousy was not something he could handle.

Song Yan Ning’s lips curved slightly, picking up a fry and putting it into her mouth, “The investigation I asked you to carry out, why are there still no results?” Given Ling Yu’s computer skills, it shouldn’t have taken this long.

“Boss, that company also has an expert. I’ve clashed with him several times, and every time we were evenly matched.” Ling Yu felt quite frustrated thinking about this; he was one of the top hackers, and there was almost nothing he couldn’t handle. Of course, he admitted he was no match for the boss and Mr. Qin, those freaks; a normal person like him couldn’t compare. But he hadn’t met anyone else who could challenge him.

“Oh?” A hint of surprise flickered in Song Yan Ning’s eyes. She was aware of Ling Yu’s computer proficiency, and it was indeed rare to find someone who could match him.

“Don’t worry, boss, I’ll get it sorted out as soon as possible.” Ling Yu patted his chest and assured her. He was always more motivated by setbacks; the stronger the opponent, the more it spurred his fighting spirit.

hands, “Let’s go.” She had told her grandparents she would come home early today, as it was her grandmother’s birthday. Aside from meeting Ling Yu and Gu Kai, her main purpose was to pick up the birthday cake she had ordered. She hadn’t told her grandmother about the cake; she planned to give her

Ling Yu and Guo Kai, Song Yan Ning arrived at the cake shop and handed the pickup slip to the staff member, “Could you please check if

slip, glanced at it, “Please wait a moment, I’ll

back. A short while later, she returned carrying a cake, smiling as she handed it to Song Yan Ning, “Here’s your cake.” This young girl was

made her feel comfortable; after all, nobody likes to look

arrived at the bus station and had just settled in when an elderly couple squeezed up next

money, and my husband and I are really hungry, could you please buy us