Zhou Lina stepped out of the office building and was just about to see where people were.
Zhou Juan popped out from the side of the wall, looking at her with a face full of envy. She had always known that Zhou Lina was beautiful, but she hadn't expected her to become even more so.
In contrast, she had never been as beautiful as Zhou Lina, and after spending a few years in the Great Northwest, her skin had become rough.
Not to mention, Zhou Lina's hands were plump and white, while her own were calloused.
"Zhou Lina," Zhou Juan stepped forward, her tone low, "are you surprised to see me?"
Surprised? Zhou Lina shook her head, "Not surprised. Your in-laws have been asking around town about jobs. Asking for two at a time, of course, I guessed you'd come back."
Especially with those few letters, "Right, the letters you mailed to me."
Since she had already returned, there was no need to keep the letters anymore.
