"Enough, no need to hide it when you're in front of me," Jiang Xiaoyan snorted coldly. "But it's good that you got out when you did."
"After all, you're not like me, who has beauty, figure, talent, and intelligence all in one."
Zhou Qingyue: "Ugh! Shameless. Xiao Lei could cover you with a thumb. The word 'figure' has nothing to do with you!"
Jiang Xiaoyan furiously retorted: "Shut your damn mouth, I'm a B+ okay? With a little padding, I can reach a C, which is the perfect figure!"
Zhou Qingyue: "Yeah, yeah, sure."
Jiang Xiaoyan wished she could teleport over and strangle her.
Her figure was her only weak point.
Zhou Qingyue, that damn woman, loved to pick on her about that.
So annoying!
After bickering with Jiang Xiaoyan for a while, Zhou Qingyue felt somewhat relieved of her sadness.
She sighed, "You guessed right, I did go to Hangcheng to escape."
The investment in Hangcheng was indeed important.
