"Dead."
"I can only offer you sympathy in spirit." Having encountered various types of people in the industry, she had met some very tricky characters. Meng Qian was much more patient than her. Meng Qian also studied journalism, and only became an entertainment reporter by a twist of fate; her dream was to become a host.
Compared to Meng Qian on the career front, Qiao Xia lacked such grand ambitions.
The two gossiped for a while and complained about various things over dinner. With a keen eye, Qiao Xia spotted the scarf she'd bought, the logo was far too conspicuous, "Did you recently find some cash?"
"Christmas is coming, I bought a gift." Qiao Xia laughed, changing the subject, "You're spending Christmas with your boyfriend, right?"
"Yeah." Mentioning her boyfriend, Meng Qian was both very sweet and quite troubled, "I feel like he's been a bit distant lately, not taking the initiative to contact me."
"Then you should take the initiative to contact him."
