Wang Xing: "…Uh, I think being a bit poor is okay!"
Their relationship was strong. Living in the same city, they occasionally got together for a few drinks, shot the breeze, complained about life's trivial matters, and shared recent happenings. This was a level of relaxation that even Shen Yi and the others couldn't replace.
As they chatted about everything and nothing, Wang Xing downed three bottles of beer. Observing this, Su Qing casually asked:
"Old A, what do you think of that girl named Lin Miaomiao from our company?"
Lin Miaomiao, even though she was older than both of them, looked just like a minor. It was hard for them to feel the urge to call her "big sister," just like with Sun Mumu, who was the same age as Li Zijun. However, one was introverted and the other was socially adept. Sun Mumu claimed the title of big sister, while Lin Miaomiao took everything in stride.
"You mean that small girl?" Wang Xing was taken aback, then he asked.
Su Qing nodded.
