Lu Xiaomian rarely mustered the energy, looking bewildered at these words.
[Xiao Mian: Where's Haohao? Weren't you waiting for her to come back together?]
[Xuan Ting: Hehe, she's been sold and is busy counting someone else's money. Just save me a bit.]
The bus driver uncle vaguely noticed someone sprinting past him, moving so fast it almost seemed like they had wheels on their legs, nearly making him think he was hallucinating.
Inside the gaming company, the air conditioning continued to blow gently.
Xu Haohao was biting her chopstick, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at Feng Huaimu.
She wasn't like Xiao Mian, who still couldn't figure out her feelings and only knew how to sleep, nor was she as introverted as Xiao Li, circling around Mr. Qi for so long before getting together. Once she knew she liked someone, she would chase them boldly, optimistic and bright like a little sun.
So today, she decided to take the opportunity to speak out directly.
