"Me?" Ruan Mengxi laughed.
"You silly girl, don't talk nonsense..." Ruan's mother sat down next to Tang Wan and asked about some postpartum matters.
As they chatted, the topic turned to Qi Zeyan, after all, he knew Tang Wan too.
"Xixi's boss is really great, the young man is handsome, smart, and sensible. Yesterday he even took us out for a walk around Beijing. We've been in Beijing for so long, but Xixi, this girl, never entertained us like that."
"It made us feel a bit embarrassed."
"Families like theirs probably don't lack for anything, so I was thinking about what to give him. Wanwan, do you have any good suggestions?"
Ruan's mother held Tang Wan's hand, seeking her advice.
Tang Wan gave a dry cough. People are good to you because they want something.
What to give?
Sending your daughter over would be best.
...
As they were chatting, Ruan Mengxi's phone suddenly vibrated, "Hey, Xiaozhang."
A call from the club.
