"If I liked him, I'd dare to compete with even Empress Wu or Zhou Zhiruo, but the key is I don't."
Tong Dan is indeed straightforward, speaking quite frankly and plainly.
Though comparing Empress Wu and Jiang Chen is understandable, what's with comparing to Zhou Zhiruo?
What kind of comparison is that?
"Qing Gege, give me some advice."
Boss Jiang, being sensible, stepped back from the spotlight. Though they all belong to the close friends group, his weight can't compare to Fang Qing's.
Fang Qing was also easygoing, simply said: "It's up to you."
Jiang Chen was at a loss, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Aren't girlfriends supposed to love strategizing and giving all sorts of advice?
But this is good too.
No interference in others' fates.
Tong Dan's phone rang; she wiped her hands, took out her phone, and glanced at it.
"Pan Yang."
Then, she stepped aside to answer the call.
Jiang Chen and Fang Qing exchanged a glance, then kept on eating their oden with smiles.
