"Ouyang Feifei is coming tomorrow," Luo Ziling directly informed Wuyue of the matter.
Wuyue freed herself from Luo Ziling's arms, walked beside him, and lightly responded, "I know, I will make the arrangements."
"Oh, are you jealous?" Luo Ziling asked in surprise, "Is that it?"
"I won't be jealous, I'm not your girlfriend," Wuyue answered firmly, "I'm just someone helping you manage things."
"Oh, quite emotional, huh," Luo Ziling grabbed Wuyue's arm and walked briskly forward, "Did spending 500 yuan just now make you feel the pinch, and you're showing it through this?"
"Yeah, I feel the pinch. I don't have much money in my pocket," Wuyue didn't deny it, "so I'm not happy."
Luo Ziling stopped walking and faced Wuyue, then couldn't help but laugh.
Initially, Wuyue felt embarrassed being stared at by Luo Ziling, but upon seeing him laugh, she got furious and kicked at him.
Luo Ziling skillfully dodged and quickly ran forward, "I'm full, let's run a bit to avoid gaining weight."
