"Yes!" Miss Song Qian had already seen Song Yuanming far away, waiting for her outside the car. She gave a shy, girlish smile before turning to Zhao Li to apologize, "Then Lili, I'll leave first. You'll have to figure out your lunch today!"
"Go on! Go on!" Zhao Li nodded, then watched as Song Qian walked away, sighing at Song Qian's lucky break. Initially, she thought Song Qian had just found some truck driver without a future, but unexpectedly, the guy was handsome and even drove a car, making her downright envious.
