Qin Xin pursed her lips, "Actually, that bed was given to me by a senior. The 5 million was just a formality, written in the contract. The senior didn't take my money."
Song Anjing nodded understandingly, "Oh, that's good. I was worried your family was too rich, and the cheap milk I gave you the other day might have offended you, made you look down on me..."
Qin Xin: "…Not at all."
A sincere gesture, regardless of its value.
Song Anjing instantly brightened up, "Then I'll bring you another box today. The chia seed flavor is special, with tiny seeds to chew... Ah, we've reached the bulletin board. Let me see, indeed, seeing Qin Wenrou's two disciplinary actions displayed together is quite pleasing, so satisfying, so satisfying..."
Just as the girls were happily chatting away, suddenly, the voice stopped, her mouth opened into an O shape, and wouldn't close!
What could make the gossip-loving girls go quiet?
Even Qin Xin couldn't help but look over.
