Hearing Qin Miaoke say that, Zhang Hao gave her a thumbs-up.
"I thought with your young age, your consideration of things would definitely be limited, but it turns out you've thought it through quite well."
Qin Miaoke raised an eyebrow: "Then you're underestimating me, after all, I'm a graduate from a prestigious university."
"Moreover, my parents have also taught me quite a lot, although I'm not very interested in practicing medicine and helping the needy."
"But after all, I grew up under their influence, so even if I don't like it, I know not to let my family's possessions fall into the hands of others."
At the hot pot restaurant, the two chatted while they ate, and by the time they parted, it was already past ten o'clock at night.
Zhang Hao offered to drive Qin Miaoke home, but Qin Miaoke said she was too full.
And the hot pot restaurant wasn't very far from where she lived, she might as well take a stroll back home.
