Xiao Qiang looked around but said nothing, just nodded his head.
Zhao Qing asked for Xiao Qiang's name. Xiao Qiang told him that he met Zhang Xiao'ou at a banquet. Before he knew it, they had arrived at Zhao Qing's home. At the entrance of the yard, there really was a tall girl in jeans and a T-shirt waiting. It was Zhang Xiao'ou.
Seeing her boyfriend's car, Zhang Xiao'ou showed a smile and quickly walked up. But when she saw Zhao Qing and Xiao Qiang coming down together, she was taken aback. Her face showed a doubtful expression. This person should be Xiao Qiang, but she didn't know why he knew her name.
"Xiao Qiang, how are you here?"
Xiao Qiang had just regained a little strength in the car, but was still very weak. His wound needed treatment, so he said, "Let's talk inside the house."
"Are you hurt?" Zhang Xiao'ou noticed Xiao Qiang's wound.
Xiao Qiang didn't respond to Xiao'ou.
