He Didn't Even Let the House Downstairs Go
Editor: Exodus Tales
"You win, Yun Xiangxiang. We won't talk about this on the phone. Next time we meet, we'll sort this all out," Song Meng left that message and hung up.
Yun Xiangxiang shook her head in amusement. She walked over to Song Mian's side, "When's the next time you'll be back?"
"As soon as possible," Song Mian didn't give a definite answer."
"When you come back, I will introduce you to my girlfriends," said Yun Xiangxiang.
"I'm both happy and honored," Song Mian nodded in agreement.
If one really likes someone, one would introduce that person into their own circle of friends.
Everyone would want their significant other to be acknowledged by their friends.
"Do you...have friends?" Yun Xiangxiang hesitated before asking. "Friends since you were kids."
Song Mian was a king that stood at the apex. Kings were destined to bear the weight of loneliness.