The matter was settled, and after arranging the time and place, the Zhao family members bid farewell and left.
Though he didn't like them, guests are guests after all, and Xu Qianli still saw them out.
Xu Qianli's gaze quickly fell on Zhao Qiang's girlfriend.
Zhao Qiang was nothing special, but his girlfriend was indeed rather interesting.
Her face was like a melon seed, with small lips and delicate features, slightly petite in stature. She looked serene and gentle, exuding the air of a southern waterside town woman—it was quite nice.
She wore a light pink turtleneck dress that covered everything above her chest without revealing a hint of white, and the hem didn't quite reach her knees. A pair of legs that were thin and white peered out from below the dress, easily drawing people's attention—especially that of men.
