Quite frankly, among all of Lin Xian's women, she's the most courageous and carefree one.
She doesn't care about gossip or the sarcasm from relatives or strangers.
A person like her is actually the happiest and most joyful.
Madam Zhuang suddenly asked, "Qingqing also lives here?"
"Yeah!"
Nie Qingqing's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, but she forced herself to stay calm.
She then pulled Qingqing over to stay with me.
Zhuang Xing stifled a laugh and explained, "Lin doesn't come home often, I get too lonely by myself."
"Qingqing, thank you for taking care of Xiao Xing. With you around, I feel much more at ease!" Madam Zhuang said sincerely.
She didn't think much of it; after all, the two of them had been close since their freshman year.
The three of them chatted idly, and half an hour passed by without them noticing.
"Beep beep beep"
As the massage ended, the massage chair emitted a series of synthesized electronic sounds.
