Another first time

After the departure of Wang Jinhao and Zhou Yuncheng, the ink Garden returned to its usual cold and cheerless state.

"Uncle, why don't we go for a spin?" She rested her chin on her hand and looked at mo Yanchen, who had just finished his call.

"A ride? Alright. " He did not object to her suggestion.

In fact, Shen chengjing's circle of friends was not very wide. In his memory, she had almost no friends other than Liu Sijie! Therefore, even if she didn't film, she would stay at home, watch TV, read the script, use her phone, or water the flowers in the backyard. She rarely had any contact with them.

Perhaps, it had something to do with her life experience. The outside world was too complicated, and she herself refused to get in touch with it.

"You said last time that your friend's name is Liu Sijie?" He asked in a low voice as he picked up his coat and followed behind her.