Hearing what Lu Tianxing said, Qiaoqiao looked at him with disdain and said, "Uncle, can you have some sense of time? Today is Saturday, and now it's all about properly managing your time. No classes on Saturdays and Sundays, of course it's a break. Also, Uncle, haven't you been in Beijing for a while? Why didn't you come to find me? Tell me, do you just not want to see me?"
Qiaoqiao's eyes were fixed on Lu Tianxing, with a hint of displeasure. Her pretty face was tense, clearly having the intention of crying if she didn't get a reasonable explanation.
"Is the little girl learning to get angry now? Do you think I have nothing to do all day? I'm just a working stiff, running around all day, unlike you who have nothing to worry about. Just find a rich husband in the future, then you'll have everything settled for life."
