Ten minutes later, everyone moved to a different place to talk, upstairs in the spacious office. Li Yifei, Bai Tianpeng, and Qin Muchu sat on the sofa sipping tea and chatting casually, while the women gathered together, chatting away. Bai He even took out a small notebook and started recording. Swiftly, her neat handwriting filled line after line. She was inquiring about Brother Li's deeds from Song Lianyao, because someone who commands such respect from her father must have plenty of stories.
Once Song Lianyao's chatterbox opened, it was hard to stop, and she quickly shared many stories. Though some were brief, Bai He's capacity for imagination was impressive, being a novelist, her ability to mentally envision was outstanding. Just a few words from Song Lianyao could provoke infinite associations, complete with many BGM and effects.
