Now, how she fares is no longer of concern to Zheng Wenhao.
"I'm not used to your cigarettes."
Lu Qingyi glanced at the cigarette in Sun Shanshan's hand and slowly said, then pulled out a packet of cigarettes from her pocket.
A brandless pack of cigarettes.
"Custom made?"
Sun Shanshan immediately recognized from a glance that the cigarette in Lu Qingyi's hand was customized, slightly surprised, she stared at Qingyi.
"Mmhmm."
Lu Qingyi casually pulled out a lighter from her pocket, lit the cigarette, and adeptly placed it in her mouth.
Her smoking pose was notably suave, giving people a sort of admiration.
Even though she hadn't smoked for a long time, she still carried cigarettes in her pocket.
"Your boyfriend is still around."
Sun Shanshan hinted at Lu Qingyi with a glance.
Men, after all, prefer obedient girls.
"I know."
Lu Qingyi slightly lifted the corner of her lips.
Boyan knows she smokes.
"You're really brave. Aren't you afraid he might dump you?"
