4 p.m.
Sky Garden Community.
"Qianqian, why have you been spacing out all day? It's just unemployment, isn't it? Just prepare well, and the new job will definitely be better. Cheer up!" He Liting patted her head.
Zhao Yaqian let out an "oh," then collapsed onto the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Sigh, you..." He Liting massaged her temples and continued to comfort her, "At least they paid you a month's salary, right? Now you can count yourself as a little rich lady with over 5000 yuan in savings. Shall we go out and do some shopping? Maybe have a big meal afterward?"
"I don't want to move." Zhao Yaqian turned over and picked up her phone from the coffee table.
Somehow, she opened Tang Song's chat window.
Her gaze lingered vacantly on the photo of skewers and milk tea.
Obviously, Tang Song bought her favorite food last night to visit her, only to find out that Yiz Beauty Industry had gone out of business.
Then he called to show concern and comfort her.
