In the evening, when they were having the barbecue, Shirley, who was sitting next to Song Qingfeng, asked him if he wanted to eat this and that.
One of her colleagues smiled and said, "Xiaoqin, you're so kind to Song Qingfeng. Don't tell me that you like him. Why don't you treat us, your male colleagues, well?"
Shirley was not scared at all. "I like Song Qingfeng very much. He is talented and handsome. Generally speaking, it is difficult for girls to dislike him."
The male colleague covered his chest and pretended to spit blood.
It was said that adults often spoke the truth in a joking way. When they really talked about jokes, they were taken seriously.
Now Shirley was telling the truth, which made everyone think that she was joking. They thought that even if she really liked Song Qingfeng, she only liked his talent and appearance.
However, it didn't matter what others thought.