Pulling herself out of her thoughts, Lin Xiuxiang glanced at the girl beside her and couldn't help but say, "You know? You really look a lot like my good friend, Qiao Jing."
"Qiao Jing has always been more mature than her peers since she was young, and she's usually serious. But only those who know her well understand that she can be very humorous and mischievous at times."
"She doesn't easily make plans to prank people, but once she does, those people end up crying for their parents, just like what happened earlier..."
As Lin Xiuxiang said these words, Qiao Jing just listened quietly.
They walked toward the roadside as one spoke and the other listened.
When they reached the roadside, Lin Xiuxiang's phone suddenly rang; it was a call from Tang Yan.
As soon as the call connected, Tang Yan's anxious voice came through from the other end, "Honey, why aren't you home? Where are you now?"
