[I don't know yet. I'll have an answer tomorrow.] She put the binocular aside and went to sit on her chair.
[Okay. I'll ask Xiong Hua to bring you clothes.]
He waited another minute before messaging again. [Do you need your skincare products, too? I can bring them over tonight.]
Qian Meng burst out into laughter. She hadn't thought about that. She looked at her face on her phone's camera and snickered.
[Are you telling me I looked like shit when you saw me?] she asked.
[You looked amazing… even though a little oily.]
She burst into laughter.
[Okay. You know my makeup and travel kit, right? Send that to my office when you can.]
He had offered so kindly, so she couldn't go against his wishes.
[Okay.]
The conversation was over, apparently. Just like that. Qian Meng was back to work. People filled in and out of the office.
Ah. I needed to write but I ended up not doing it. What the hell. So, what do you think? The press conference is coming up. And my lawyer friend helped me figure it out.
Smash that vote button for the algorithm. Let's crawl to the top!