Zhu Bufan spoke earnestly, "Miss Zhang Qianguo, you are now a married woman, you need to take responsibility for your husband, and for your family. What you're doing is really not appropriate. Please..."
"Cut the crap," Zhang Qianguo interrupted coldly, "I'm just looking for some idle chit-chat with you, not doing anything indecent. Even if my husband knows, it wouldn't matter at all."
"Oh, is that so." Zhu Bufan suddenly felt much relieved, and with a wave of his hand said, "Then let's go. Where would you like to stroll?"
"It's getting late. Let's just walk around Chunjiang New Village." Zhang Qianguo's demeanor was quite dignified now, but Zhu Bufan could tell from her eyes that she was actually quite agitated on the inside, not calm at all.
