"What's the matter? Did you have a fight with one of your fiancées? It's okay, you can treat this place as your maternal home. When you fight, you can run back to your maternal home."
In the Beijing-license plated Maybach, Ning Youwei joked while driving.
"Run back to my maternal home?" Lu Ping couldn't help but laugh and cry.
This way of putting it was really a bit...
Lu Ping suddenly let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong?"
Noticing that Lu Ping seemed to be in a low mood, Ning Youwei stopped joking and asked.
"The people down the mountain are really complicated!" Lu Ping exclaimed.
"Yeah, people are complicated by nature," Ning Youwei nodded and said.
"But I still prefer things simpler," Lu Ping said again.
"Funny, I also like things simpler. Looks like I'm more compatible with you than one of your fiancées," Ning Youwei said with a smile.
