On the road leading from logistics to the inpatient department, perhaps due to work hours, they only encountered a few hurried medical staff along the way.
Tang Wan slowly walked beside Shen Lao supporting him, when he suddenly spoke, "Wanwan, do you not like Xiang Xiaoyuan?"
"No, it's just we're not particularly close."
"I watched you grow up, I can tell how genuine or fake your smile is. You say she's a friend, but your attitude towards her is worse than toward your own clients."
Tang Wan chuckled gravely, "All those clients of mine are my patrons, of course, I have to be nice to them."
"Don't be evasive."
"Maybe it's just a mismatch of personalities, with so many friends, only a few can truly connect." Tang Wan hooked his arm, "When did you notice that we're not particularly close?"
"Had a feeling, but today your smile was especially fake."
"Then why did you come to give her something?"
