She was wearing a leather jacket, sporting sharp short hair, and hanging onto her, fueled by liquid courage. No matter how you looked at it, they seemed like a couple.
Qin Miaomiao held her up to prevent her from falling, just pondering how to get her home when she suddenly heard a somewhat surprised voice:
"Miss Qin?"
Qin Miaomiao turned around and, to her astonishment, saw Lin Han!
She was holding a phone in her hand, the screen lit up, her gaze brightened ever-so-slightly, as if she'd finally caught hold of some dirt on Qin Miaomiao. Who would've thought, even with Lu Qing in her life, she wasn't satisfied, and was openly keeping a boy toy on the side! Truly shameless.
"Miss Lin."
"Looks like I interrupted Miss Qin's good time. Never thought Miss Qin could be so affectionate, huh?"
Qin Miaomiao frowned. What was this woman trying to say?
