"Twenty minutes, and she's back."
"Wow, she looked like she was going to face death when she left, now she's all smiles like a flower."
"Xiao Lan, I feel like I could ask her to lend me five hundred bucks now, and she would willingly do it without even asking for an IOU."
Wen Lan was searching all over for a melon: "What? What are you babbling about? What's happened to Hezi again? What's wrong now?"
Wang Shumei shook her head in despair: "Nothing, just go back to your reading."
After saying that, she glanced back at Wang Xue.
Indeed, she wasn't the only one feeling something was amiss.
Wang Xue sat on a small stool, slowly biting into a steamed bun, chewing so hard her cheeks puffed in and out.
Wang Shumei was not worried at all that she would do anything to Lin Nianhe, she looked away and turned around, she too wanted to read now.
