"Which one do you want me to pick?" Purple Summers didn't answer but asked back instead.
Alexander Summers laughed, "How about a judge? I've never seen you play the role of a judge."
"Then you're destined to be disappointed, I don't like making decisions left and right, I prefer to charge toward a certain direction non-stop." Purple Summers said with a smile, "For example, being a prosecutor."
Alexander let out a sigh, "Madam Prosecutor, when you charge forward with a big belly, please be careful."
Purple Summers burst out laughing.
After chatting for a while, both of them felt somewhat better.
It was already very late, and Purple Summers held her phone, not wanting to hang up; she felt that she had changed so much, becoming... sticky and clingy...
After a moment of silence, Purple Summers hesitated whether to say goodnight or not when Alexander asked her, "How's your pregnant friend doing? Does she have to take a leave of absence after returning to Clearwater?"
