Jiang Feng leaned against the table, her fingers painted red holding a lady's cigarette, and asked with interest, "Look at you, all dolled up, did you really manage to snag a state-owned enterprise director's father?"
Jiang Yiniing couldn't be bothered with her and zipped up her suitcase.
"Moving to a luxury house, are you done with that guy named Yuan Jin?"
Jiang Yiniing chuckled lightly and turned her head towards Jiang Feng, "A loser who can't even get a college diploma, what do you think I can do with him? I'm not like you, not picky, capable of stomaching anything."
"It seems you really did find a backer."
Jiang Feng flicked her cigarette ash, looking over with allure, "Not like before, clinging to me for living expenses. Tell me, what's this new man like?"
Jiang Yiniing's mocking gaze fell on her, "No matter what kind, he wouldn't fancy an old woman like you."
