"You're too kind."
Ma Ling came out the door to chime in, "Not at all, if I had your brains, I could probably be sitting in the director's position by now."
Li Qiao didn't dare agree; she couldn't perform autopsies, let alone take a closer look. She could never achieve the director's position in her lifetime. She changed the subject, "Do you want to go down to the river to catch crayfish after walking the dogs?"
"The sun is too harsh. You're not afraid of getting tanned, but I am. How about we go shopping? I want to buy a dress like the one you're wearing," Ma Ling said.
Li Qiao thought to herself, isn't it also hot when you go shopping? Isn't it cooler by the river with the shade of the trees? She said, "I'll give you one in a few days."
Ma Ling had her own principles, "No reward without merit, I'll buy it myself."
"This was made by my grandma, you won't find one just like it. I really don't want your money, I sincerely want to give it to you," said Li Qiao.
