In this regard, Wu Mengting undoubtedly miscalculated. After all, she's still young, hasn't even been in a relationship, let alone married and divorced, totally unaware of the mindset of a divorced woman hurt by a man.
Lin Yujiao and Chen Feng returned to the hotel room; having just recently interacted intensely, the two rare moments found them lying side by side on the bed, watching TV and chatting casually.
"How many goods did you bring from Guang City this time?" Chen Feng asked.
"Twenty to thirty thousand worth, just testing the waters first."
"Did you bring them along?"
"Yes, they're right in my trunk; twenty to thirty thousand worth isn't much."
"That's good. Saves you another trip. By the way, tomorrow, rent an apartment here on the way. You can let Mengting help."
"No need to bother her. Finding a realtor should make it easy to rent."
