"This white chiffon of yours doesn't look very sturdy." Liu Ruoju disagreed with Hen Zhihua, and picked out a strong, thick white silk. "This one, this one is simple and sturdy, maybe not as fancy as the other one, but definitely more durable."
Hen Zhihua didn't say anything further. Liu Ruoju was the one who answered the phone anyway, so she knew what Yinyin was looking for. So, they hung up the piece of white silk together.
But who would have thought that Qin Han had originally gone to eat, but suddenly remembered she had forgotten her bag and came back to get it. She just happened to overhear their conversation.
She didn't know what they had set up earlier, but she wouldn't let Qin Yin get the sturdy white silk she wanted.
After Liu Ruoju and Hen Zhihua hung up the white silk, they clapped their hands and laughed, "Ha, job done, let's go have a meal, I'm starving."
