"Come in."
He Ziqian let her in and closed the door.
Lü Bijun took a look around He Ziqian's house.
She said with envy, "As expected of a rich man. Only people like you can afford a place this luxurious."
He Ziqian didn't respond to her comment and went to get two glasses instead.
Lü Bijun sat right down on the floor between the coffee table and the sofa.
She opened the bottle of alcohol, poured two glasses, and took a sip from one herself.
Then she took some snacks out of her bag, opened them, and started eating.
He Ziqian stared, a little stunned.
'And now she's eating.'
Lü Bijun said to He Ziqian, "You know? When I was a kid, my dream was to grow up fast so I could buy lots of snacks and eat them every day."
"But now that I'm grown up, why don't snacks taste as good as they did back then?"
He Ziqian sat down on the sofa, took his glass, and had a drink.
Lü Bijun glanced at him. "You heard everything today, didn't you?"
