Because it's Song Xue's birthday, Bai Zhi ordered a cake online and then went to buy quite a few groceries after work.
Weiwei was with her, and as soon as they entered the community, Weiwei's mouth wouldn't close.
"Oh my goodness, we really are worlds apart from the rich."
Bai Zhi chuckled and led her upstairs.
"Xuexue said she'll be here soon, feel free, I'll go sort out these things."
"Okay, I'll take a look around and then come help you."
After Weiwei finished the tour, she went to the kitchen, "Xiao Zhi, I now have a deep-seated resentment towards the wealthy."
Bai Zhi burst into laughter, "No need for resentment. With our own hands, we can achieve the life we want."
Weiwei pouted, "Spare me the motivational talk. It's useless. Some lifestyles are unattainable for ordinary people like us, no matter how hard we work."
Bai Zhi paused and looked at her, saying, "But what we want isn't really that much, right?"
