"Who hasn't met a scumbag before?" Le Yao waved her hand. "It's normal."
"Brother Ya isn't a scumbag." Song Qiaoqiao sighed.
Le Yao: "…"
She couldn't stop talking about Brother Ya. This woman was obsessed.
"Alright, let's go back quickly. It's so cold and it's getting late." Wang Xia stomped her feet. "We should have hotpot today."
"Let's go. My treat tonight." Song Qiaoqiao waved her hand. "Let's have a big meal to get rid of our bad luck."
Le Yao: "…"
Can a big meal get rid of bad luck? This was the first time she had heard of such a saying. However, she agreed to having hotpot.
On the way back, Le Yao and Qiao Qiao took Shen Yi's car.
Lu Aijun drove the other three people and followed behind.
