Gu Ran, Su Qing, and He Qingyan set off early in the blue BMW to pick up Chen Ke.
"Should I sell my car?" He Qingyan was seriously considering.
Today, she was wearing a black strap dress with a white artistic pattern. A big bow formed by the belt tied at the waist, paired with her radiant look and stunning figure, made her resemble a mischievous flower demon or sprite.
"That car was a gift from Mrs. Xiang, wasn't it? Better not to sell it," Gu Ran said.
He was wearing a T-shirt and shirt bought for him by Yan Hanxiang, simple yet stylish.
"Gu Ran, I've discovered another one of your good qualities,"
"What?"
"You're very sentimental."
Gu Ran gave a wry smile. Aren't all normal people sentimental?
"We're almost there," Su Qing said into her phone.
"I'm on my way out," Chen Ke's voice came through the phone.
