"But sometimes, pouring your heart out is the only way to keep from becoming a mentally ill person, like farting, holding it in will just make your body sick."
"You could use a different example, you don't need to use 'farting'."
"Why not?"
"Because I sit behind you at work," Su Qing said.
He Qingyan laughed so hard that her stomach hurt; she doubled over in the middle of the mall, drawing curious glances from onlookers.
In the end, Gu Ran bought a hat that cost over five hundred -- he felt nothing about it, because in this mall Su Qing brought him to, they actually had umbrellas priced over six hundred.
Perfume, hats, dresses, high heels, how beautiful Chen Ke would become was anybody's guess.
Picking flowers took quite a bit of time; Su Qing had been longing to eat at McDonald's for a long time, but since Zhuang Jing was coming back tonight and they needed to save money, she dropped the idea.
