"What do you think of Monet Yun?"
Zhang Mengjie suddenly asked with a mischievous laugh.
"Hmm? Sister Zhang, why did you suddenly ask this question?"
He, who never really understood women's minds, was completely puzzled by Zhang Mengjie's question.
"Compared to me, if you had to choose, who would you like more? Answer me honestly, and be serious. I'm not joking with you."
"Uh… Sister Zhang, do you really need to ask? Of course, it's you. Not only do you have a pretty face and a great figure, but you're also the biggest Think Tank in our Nantian Gang."
"Really?"
"Really!"
Bu Fa nodded affirmatively.
"Alright, let's pretend I didn't ask you anything today, you can get back to work now." After saying that, Zhang Mengjie turned away, seemingly excited or happy, and left.
"I @#...%#"
This completely baffled Bu Chen, leaving him feeling like a brain short of a gear.
"What does Sister Zhang mean by this question?"
Bu Chen scratched his head but still couldn't figure it out.
