"Okay, make sure he prepares a gift and brings his wallet. If the gift is not impressive, I won't let you marry him, and if he doesn't treat me to the most expensive meal, he fails," Ye Ranran set her terms.
"Alright, as you say," Luo Qi sniffled.
"Are you done talking?" Shen Yuzhe said coolly.
"Ranran, are you going for treatment? Then I won't disturb you further. Take good care of yourself and don't worry about me," said Luo Qi, her face full of concern.
"I will." Shen Yuzhe snatched the phone from Ye Ranran's hand and answered for her before hanging up.
Ye Ranran frowned: "What about manners?"
"I only know that if we keep going, someone will start screaming in a bit."
Ye Ranran hurriedly extended her hand: "Hurry up and remove them."
Shen Yuzhe sat opposite her, pulling out the needles one by one: "It's surprising how much you like to meddle."
She could hardly take care of herself, yet she meddled in other people's affairs – Shen Yuzhe really couldn't understand her.
