"True," Jiang Yao pondered, stroking her chin and then, unable to resist the tantalizing thrill of potential drama, asked, "Haven't you guys not seen each other for almost a month? If you go back to Jiang City and bump into him, are you going to have a scene straight out of an idol drama where long-lost lovers reunite?"
"Just seventeen days, actually—" Wen Qiaoqiao began, but mid-sentence she realized something was amiss and abruptly stopped talking. Without even opening her eyes, she knew Jiang Yao was giving her that mischievous look. She opened her eyelids unhurriedly and glanced at her, "Do you think Jiang City is as small as your apartment? Long-lost reunions in dramas start with years, not months, okay?"
Seeing Wen Qiaoqiao on the verge of exploding, Jiang Yao wisely stopped pursuing the topic, "Okay, okay."
