Zhang Qian took two picture frames out of her bag.
"Oh, right. The photos are developed. I had two copies made, one for you and one for your brother. I even got you frames so you can display them at home."
Xue Yue picked one up and looked at it. The photo was well-taken, and the frame was nice too. 'She took their picture and even went out of her way to frame it. She's so thoughtful.'
"As for the one of me and your brother, I won't give it to him. He probably doesn't want it anyway," Zhang Qian said, pursing her lips.
Xue Yue looked at her and asked seriously, "Do you really like my brother?"
Zhang Qian nodded. "I do. I feel like he's exactly my type in every way."
A smile touched Xue Yue's eyes. "Well, I, for one, approve of you being my sister-in-law. So keep at it. My brother's actually a real softy. You can't be too polite with him. Just tell him what you're thinking directly."
