After lunch, Lin Zhuo asked Wan Linlin what she was going to do next. Wan Linlin smiled mysteriously and stretched out her hands.
"Do you see something missing from my hand?"
Luo Su immediately answered: "I know this question! There is no ring! Should we go to look for jewelry?"
Wan Linlin shook her index finger: "No, no, no!"
She stroked the back of her smooth and delicate hands: "My hands are so beautiful, it would be a pity if I don't get a manicure!"
"?" Luo Su had a dazed look on his face. This question was a bit beyond the scope for him.
"Can I not go?" Lin Zhuo raised his hand to indicate that getting a manicure would take a very long time and he couldn't afford it.
When Wan Linlin heard what Lin Zhuo said, she immediately covered her face with her hands: "Wow, I am so pitiful. I didn't even have the right to do a manicure before. Xu Wenhao said that Bai Li didn't like those fancy things and wouldn't let me do it! Now I am finally free, but I want to do a manicure and no one is with me. Wow, I am so miserable!"
Before Lin Zhuo could say anything, Luo Su started to coax her: "Go, go, we'll go with you, right, Brother Lin!"
"..." I hope you won't regret it later!
What could Lin Zhuo do? He could only be forcibly taken to the nail salon by these two men, one on each side.
The lady at the nail salon looked at her with great joy and said that Wan Linlin was so lucky to have a boyfriend who accompanied her while getting a manicure. She didn't know which of the two he was.
Wan Linlin also smiled, indicating that she was neither of them, she wanted to be beautiful alone.
He doesn't know if girls always have endless topics to talk about, but from the moment they sat down, Wan Linlin and the manicurist never stopped talking.
The two of them talked about everything from dressing up to TV dramas, from celebrities to singers, from international news to little things around them; they talked about everything there was to talk about.
Lin Zhuo once suspected that if the manicurist asked, Wan Linlin could even tell him her bank card password.
Luo Su was simply astonished. He thought he was quite talkative, but he didn't expect Wan Linlin to be even better than him. He couldn't even get a word in.
Then, Wan Linlin and the manicurist watched a popular TV series, and the two talked for a long time about the actors' acting skills.
Luo Su had nothing to do, so he went to tease Lin Zhuo who was lying on someone else's sofa: "Brother Lin, do you want to play games?"
Lin Zhuo looked up at him. The other party's eager gaze made it difficult for Lin Zhuo to refuse, so he had to sit up and turn on his mobile phone.
After about an hour, Lin Zhuo couldn't take it anymore. He turned off the game and lay down on the sofa: "Even if the king of heaven comes, I can't take it anymore. Good night, world."
"Come on, Brother Lin! Please guide me again! You are so awesome!" Luo Su smiled foolishly as he looked at his rising rank and stars, and continued to tease Lin Zhuo.
Lin Zhuo's will was very firm at this moment: "Good night world!"
"Alright alright."
Seeing that he was so tough, Luo Su changed someone to harass him.
At the same time, Duan Yunqi, who was in a meeting, looked at the messages that kept popping up on his mobile phone screen and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.
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What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?
General FictionTHIS STORY IS NOT MINE. MTL WITH SLIGHT EDITS, NOT A TRANSLATION. There will be some grammar issues, if you spot them, comment and I will fix it asap. Cannot guarantee it is 100% accurate. Original title: I lost the link to it, but if anyone can fi...