"Ha, your style is quite…" Liu Zhe chuckled awkwardly.
"Ruthless? Or, douchey?" Huo Mian answered for him.
"No, but Han Xu was right. You're as straightforward as you were back then," he smiled and gave his judgment.
"I'm a simple person. It's either white or black. It's less exhausting this way," Huo Mian emotionlessly replied.
"You're right, living like this is indeed more freeing and relaxing," Liu Zhe said.
Huo Mian smiled and didn't continue.
"Uh, Huo Mian, are you... happy with Qin Chu?" he suddenly asked.
"Of course."
"You must really love him?"
"Of course," Huo Mian answered without hesitation.
"I'm so envious of him, he has such a dedicated wife, haha."
"You're wrong, I think more women are envious of me. I have a husband who loves me more than anything."
At that moment, the car pulled into the parking lot of South Side. Huo Mian checked her watch.