The three of them, just like several years ago, were chatting and having a barbecue on the rooftop without any restrictions, going on until midnight.
Nobody noticed that across two buildings, reporters had set up long-focus cameras.
"I'll go down and get some fruit," Xue Mengmeng said, and then went downstairs.
Li Chaoxi sat next to Gu Ziyou, lightly shaking a glass of beer in his hand, drinking as he said, "Have I been too busy these past few years?"
"You sure have been busy, I can count the number of times I see you in a year on my fingers," Gu Ziyou, already a bit tipsy, stretched out her hands and looked at them, "But you're just working hard, I know that. Look, I can be independent now too. I'll tell you, when my salary comes, I'll make Xie Nianjing's face show an expression of disbelief. You've never seen that expression on his face, right?"
