"So I say, thank you for matchmaking between Ye Shiqing and me. You are the real matchmaker between us," Qiao Qiao said as she got in the car, "I'm leaving now, see you next time."
Wen Beibei stood in place, waving goodbye, watching the taxi with Qiao Qiao disappear into the traffic.
She stood there in a daze for quite a while before returning to Wen Baobao's hospital room.
When Wen Baobao saw her return, he asked, "Did Xiaoqiao leave?"
"Sis, you seem to get along quite well with Xiaoqiao," Wen Beibei said with a smile.
"Yes, I think Xiaoqiao is pretty nice. She doesn't have the temper of an upper-class lady, and she's very kind," Wen Baobao recalled Qiao Qiao, lost in thought.
Qiao Qiao is not confrontational; speaking and chatting with her feels completely stress-free. Perhaps this is Qiao Qiao's unique personal charm. Even as a woman, she thinks Qiao Qiao is great.
