Gu Junzhu curled his lips: "What do you mean by 'bad friend'? Get familiar with it!"
Ye Xingbei: "…Alright."
She jotted down the key points that Gu Junzhu pointed out and tilted her head to look at him: "I suddenly thought of something."
Gu Junzhu made a sound of acknowledgment: "Speak."
"I'm short of a bridesmaid!" Ye Xingbei counted on her fingers: "The custom in Beijing, at least four bridesmaids. I initially decided on Jingxue, Yaer, Mianmian, and Qingqing. Now Yaer's wrist is injured, she definitely can't be my bridesmaid. I'm short one bridesmaid."
"You have too few friends," Gu Junzhu shook his head, "I think it's you who doesn't have good rapport with people."
"Get lost!" Ye Xingbei was irritated and punched him: "This is a historical issue, okay? Since I could remember, my family has always forced me to work and work, leaving me no time to make friends."
