Xia Bing shook her head and laughed, “Your family is bourgeoisie too. I have an idea – you can go work for your own family. I don’t believe they won’t let you work there.”
“Alas, when I went home that day, I argued with my dad and boasted about being self-reliant.” Yi Yi really wanted to knock some sense into herself. She had been completely enraged.
“You’re really overconfident, but going back and lowering your head should be fine.” After all, what father and daughter say can always be taken back.
Lu Yi Yi suddenly stood up, “No. My dad made a bet with me – if I can support myself for a year, he won’t force me into an arranged marriage. If I go back now, it would be like admitting defeat.”
Xia Bing thought that Lu’s father’s arrangement could help train Yi Yi, after all, she was the only heir to the Lu family.
When Auntie Wen called to invite them to dinner, Yi Yi, who had just been worried, immediately jumped up.
After the call, Xia Bing looked at Yi Yi helplessly.
“Miss Yi Yi, you should…” Before Xia Bing could finish, Yi Yi had already slipped into the bathroom.
“Xia Bing, do you have something?” Yi Yi mysteriously approached Xia Bing.
Seeing her pleading smile and a corner of the dress, Xia Bing couldn’t help but pat her forehead, “This was borrowed from someone else.”
Yi Yi said she was just going to join in the fun, and in the end, Xia Bing followed Yi Yi there with some reluctance.
Xia Bing said awkwardly, “Chen Hai Jun.”
Chen Hai Jun politely greeted Xia Bing and the others. The woman who was just talking to him quickly said a few words about talking again next time and then hurriedly left.
“Aunt Wen was just about to call you. She wants to thank you for bringing her soup during her hospital stay,” Xia Bing said with a smile.
“We were just about to go buy groceries. We happened to run into each other, so let’s go in together,” Yi Yi said enthusiastically, planning to go with the flow.
