In the world, there are only two things you should never let down—delicious food and juicy gossip.
Looking at the big juicy news that fell from the sky, Lin Nianhe decisively opened her arms to warmly embrace it.
"Comrade Li, do you have something to ask?" Lin Nianhe's lips curved up slightly, and the sparkling light in her eyes scared Li Xiaoshan into silently taking a half step back.
He turned his head away and dared not look at Lin Nianhe, stammering, "That, uh... is Daxi doing any better?"
"Much better," Lin Nianhe answered, "Her injuries aren't serious. If you're worried, you can go and see for yourself."
"That, uh... that won't be necessary..."
Li Xiaoshan's face turned beet red.
He scratched his head, his eyes darting around awkwardly.
Lin Nianhe felt anxious for him seeing him like this.
She made as if to leave: "If you have nothing else, I'll be heading back."
