Che Qin buried her head in a book in the bookstore. Two days later, Zhang Rongqing came looking for her.
Coincidentally, Lin Gantang was also present.
"Your bookstore is really good. It's a pity that I didn't manage to make it for the opening. It's not too late to come and show support now, right?" she said to Lin Gantang in a familiar manner.
She was so enthusiastic, as if the bottle of skincare products that caused her to suffer from a face full of pimples had never existed. It was as if there was no barrier between the two of them.
Lin Gantang did not let her hold her hand and avoided her, saying, "It's just so-so. Take a look around."
"Eh? Your pearl bracelet is so beautiful. Is it convenient for you to take it off and show it to me?" Zhang Rongqing stared at the pearls on the necklace. "The luster of pearls is really good. It's not cheap, right?"
