Zhou Qin entered, her eyes searching around the room as if assessing if there was anything valuable.
Zhang Yun said slowly, "Ali will be back soon."
Zhou Qin casually picked up a banana from the fruit plate, peeled it, and stuffed it into her mouth without any hesitation.
"Sis, how about the thing I mentioned to you last time? Have you thought about it?"
She said this while looking at the paintings on the wall, without turning her head.
There were a few artistic paintings hanging on the wall. Zhou Qin couldn't understand them, but she inexplicably felt they were stylish, like her brother-in-law's taste.
She wondered if these paintings were worth any money.
Zhang Yun whispered, "There's no money at home, you should find someone else."
Zhou Qin laughed, "Sis, look at what you're wearing, brand name silk pajamas, over two thousand each. Are you trying to fool me by saying you're broke?"
Zhang Yun frowned and instinctively glanced at the clothes on her body.
