By the time we left Liang Lu's company, it was already midday.
We first took a taxi to the hospital, delivered the money to Huihui, and made sure she could start her surgery.
Just as we left the hospital, a car stopped right in front of us.
"Dazhuang," Wen Xiaoqing rolled down her window from inside the car, greeted Dazhuang with a sweet smile.
But for some reason, every time I saw her, I got an ominous feeling, thinking this woman was dangerous, best to avoid provoking her.
"Oh, Sister Qin is here too," Wen Xiaoqing said with a smile, "If you've got time, let's have a meal together."
Dazhuang slightly furrowed his brow, seemingly reluctant.
Wen Xiaoqing continued with a smile, looking at him, "Dazhuang, you'd better not refuse me, or I'll get angry, and the consequences will be very serious if I do."
As she spoke, she licked her lips.
Watching her, Dazhuang seemed quite helpless.