Meeting again, does all past grudges disappear with a smile?
Wu Jie raised an eyebrow.
He silently thought to himself, Meng Sihua really has changed! The system didn't even react.
He wasn't the least bit envious, jealous, or resentful.
"Yeah, it's been ages since we've met, you've almost gotten chubby like a ball!"
Meng Sihua laughed awkwardly and then sat down on a sofa far away.
Nangong Yao, with delicate skin and fair complexion so enviable that countless women would be jealous, asked in surprise:
"Old Meng, why are you sitting so far away? Come over here!"
Saying this, Nangong Yao settled into the armchair next to Tang Xiao.
Crossing his legs like a woman, he leaned to one side with his cheek propped on his hand.
His eyes, accentuated by colored contacts, stared straight at Tang Xiao.
"Sis, how do you maintain such skin? It's just like white jade, so delicate!"
"What's the saying? Oh, right, 'born with a natural beauty!' Sister, you really are a top-tier beauty!"
