"Let's go." The fragrance in the bouquet was too strong, and she felt like sneezing.
Fu Danzi drove off, glancing at her complexion and probing, "Why don't you come have fun with me? Dinner is over, your mom and my mom have both gone home, my phone is about to explode from their calls."
She had been busy all day and felt exhausted, barely able to lift her hands, let alone think about going out, "Just take me home, I'm dead tired."
Fu Danzi raised an eyebrow, driving while mimicking her mom's tone, "Who told you to study medicine? It's not too late to quit, it's not like we can't support you..."
Ding Yiyuan put on her headphones, listened to music, and let the person next to her ramble on.
When the car arrived at her house, she held the flowers and got out without looking back.
Fu Danzi laughed behind her, "I thought you'd lose your temper and smash the flowers in my face."
