The next day at a little past five in the morning, Xia Lei arrived at Thunder Horse Manufacturing and went to his workshop to work on Long Bing’s gun. Once he started working, he kept going till half past eight, when it was time to start the workday. He put the disassembled AS50 sniper rifle and the parts he had processed into a big metal box, then locked it. 

Liang Si-Yao was not in the office when he got there and he was just about to call her when she walked into the office with a takeaway bag. The bag had a cup of soy milk, one deep-fried dough stick and two steamed buns. 

Xia Lei’s stomach growled at the sight of the food. He’d been at work since five in the morning and hadn’t eaten breakfast yet. 

Liang Si-Yao rolled her eyes playfully at Xia Lei. “I heard from the gate guard that you were here at a little past five in the morning. Thought you surely haven’t had breakfast so I went and got you breakfast from a snack shop. Eat it while it’s hot.”

Xia Lei’s heart warmed. “Wifey’s the best.” 

“I’m not your wifey.” Liang Si-Yao said...