"Yeah," Feng Qing said with a smile, "isn't there a saying that birds of a feather flock together? The friends of Seventh Master Jian can't be too bad."
Ye Qingci pursed her lips and smiled, "Hmm, I think so too!"
Feng Qing playfully poked her temple, "You look so pleased! As soon as you talk about Seventh Master, you can't stop grinning!"
"Who says that?" Ye Qingci shot her a look, "I'm clearly just smiling with my mouth closed."
The two of them weren't affected by the little incident at the bar earlier and chatted and laughed all the way as they took Feng Qing to the bottom of the Meng Corporation Building.
The employee apartments of the Meng's were just behind the Meng Corporation Building.
Jiuyue parked the car by the side, Feng Qing got out, waved goodbye to Ye Qingci with a smile.
Watching Ye Qingci's car gradually disappear from view, Feng Qing turned and walked toward the employee apartments of the Meng's.
