Ning Jing insisted, and Su Liang reached out. This time Ning Jing held her four fingers and shook them rhythmically three times.
Then Ning Jing took the initiative to let go, and said indifferently, "Your hand is too small, it should be like this."
Su Liang was stunned for a moment before realizing that Ning Jing was referring to their handshake – the first time she held his hand, and the second time it was the other way around, with Ning Jing thinking the latter was more appropriate.
Suppressing a smile, Su Liang nodded and said, "It's true. Generally, ladies extend their hands first, and men shake hands, but it doesn't have to be that strict."
"I'm sure I want to go." Ning Jing abruptly continued the conversation from Su Liang's previous question.
"In that case, it's settled," Su Liang said seriously. "When will you leave for South City?"
"Now." Ning Jing said, glancing out the window.
