In the clinic, Qiao Nian walked through the hallways with much familiarity. She went into the office and took what she wanted.
The psychologist here was surprisingly young. He seemed to be in his early-20s. He had eyes that were more charming than Jiang Li's and was wearing a black V-neck t-shirt under his white coat. Part of his chest was revealed, as well as a silver chain around his neck. The pure silver necklace glinted brightly; it was extremely eye-catching!
But he was rather mean with his words.
"Qiao Nian, why did you hang up on me?"
Qiao Nian poured all the medicine into the chewing gum bottle and then threw the labeled medicine jar into the bin. She didn't even look up when she replied, "I was eating."
She felt much more at ease here and didn't even care to maintain her posture.
Wei Lou didn't accept her explanation. He put his face right before hers and forced her to look at his pout. "Is eating more important than I am?"
