Peng Hui reached out and pinched Zhao Meimei's face, grumbling unhappily, "Zhao Meimei, you're really annoying, why do you have to be so pretty for no reason!"
Zhao Meimei found it amusing, and she laughed, "Wait, are you trying to insult me or compliment me?"
Peng Hui let go and squeezed next to Zhao Meimei on the chair, "Dong Wenjie said he likes you, and he's planning to pursue you now."
Zhao Meimei dismissed it and turned to look at her, "What about you? What are you planning to do?"
Peng Hui said, "He keeps chasing his, I chase mine. Anyway, you have your brother, I'm not worried you'll suddenly turn back and fight me for him."
Zhao Meimei playfully hit her, "You're the one who's turning back! I've never even thought about it!"
Peng Hui grabbed Zhao Meimei's arm, complaining, "How could I not know? I just hit the wall twice with him, I'm not feeling great, and I'm venting to you."
Zhao Meimei's eyes lit up at this, "Hit the wall twice? What did you do?"
