Nana had always been carefree, but for the first time, she showed a melancholic side in front of Ming Jing.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it. Let's eat, so we have the energy to continue shopping."
Ming Jing took a slice of potato without dipping it in any sauce and ate it plain.
Nana was dumbfounded, looking at the red soup next to her with various large pieces of fish and meat emanating a mouth-watering aroma, but Ming Jing remained unmoved.
Inwardly, her admiration for Ming Jing grew a bit more.
"Qin Qiuxi just mentioned that there's a party for Bo Yuxun in a few days? How come I didn't hear about it? I'll call and ask." Nana suddenly remembered, took out her phone, and called Bo Yujiang.
"What's the deal with Bo Yuxun's party? Do you know about it?"
