Jiang Shaoqing looked at Zhuo Lin sitting opposite him, and suddenly this girl didn't seem as loathsome as before.
"Feeling stuffed, aren't you? Serves you right. Can't a girl behave a bit more like a girl?"
Jiang Shaoqing was puzzled; it seemed like Zhuo Lin had no intention of making a good impression in front of him at all.
What on earth was this woman thinking?
"You look like you're not stuffed? Big bro, don't even start on second bro – you're pretty much the same." Zhuo Lin cursed herself silently for fooling around with her own stomach just to make Jiang Shaoqing dismiss her.
This really was terribly embarrassing.
"Alright, since that's the case, let's have a talk!"
While eating Mixed Noodles just now, Jiang Shaoqing had already thought about what he was going to do.
It seemed apparent that Ms. Zhuo didn't have a good impression of him, otherwise, she wouldn't have sabotaged herself to such an extent.
"Talk about what?"
