Zhaoyang's face was visibly unnatural, but he didn't say anything, which was considered as his consent.
"Sister Zhao Zhao..." Shu Miao was surprised and was about to ask further.
Zhaoyang picked up the pile of things he had packed, said "I'm tired," and turned back to his room.
Shu Miao didn't have the habit of asking questions, so seeing that she didn't want to talk, he didn't say much.
But He Li is different.
"Well, let me tell you, you two are the same!" She shrugged, looking disappointed.
"Just say what you want to say, why make personal attacks? You're a literary writer, don't you feel guilty?"
"Why should I feel guilty? I'm letting you seize the opportunity."
She glanced at Shu Miao with a look of regret.
"Otherwise, everyone will be like you. When you like someone, you don't say it. Once the initial excitement wears off, you won't be interested in anyone else."
"Are you talking about me? Why do I feel like you're the one being talked about?" Shu Miao gave her a strange look, with a teasing look in his eyes.
"I'm giving you advice as someone who's been through it."
"Don't be like that, you're like a mouse seeing a cat, the moment you see Zhou Yang, you act like a coward."
Speaking of this, He Li instantly exploded, "Nonsense! How am I a coward? You're seeing things!"
Shu Miao picked up his things, said nothing, just said "oh" meaningfully, and followed Zhao Yang back to the house.
He Li was left alone, stamping her feet in anger, feeling upset about her poor performance.
At the same time, Lu Qingyu, who had just arrived home, received a call from the garment factory.
A mature and majestic female voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Qingyu, something bad has happened. There's a problem with the factory acquisition we agreed on earlier!"
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