Yuan Chengmo took a bite of the apple and answered indistinctly, "The design drawings will be out next week."
"Can't you just be a good IT guy?"
"I want to be a literary IT guy, that way I can attract more girls." Yuan Chengmo raised his eyebrows at Qin Muni with ill intent.
Qin Muni snorted with laughter and continued washing the tomatoes.
Yuan Chengmo leaned against the side, gazing at her pair of gentle eyes that shimmered with moonlight, extraordinarily beautiful like a fairy tale.
In his heart, he silently uttered a phrase — Silly girl, that's how I can get closer to you, so I can see you every day.
"Have you reached out to Fujino?"
Qin Muni shook her head in frustration, "No, I haven't, I still haven't received his reply, probably still mad at me."
"Haha, you caused him to lose his wife, how could he not be mad at you?"
"Is it my fault then?"
"Why don't you just invite him to China, and then you can find him an even better wife later."
"Good idea."
