Luo Ji smiled and said.
This Wei Wei is the daughter of an old friend of his, so the assistant didn't directly turn her away at the door.
"Huh? How did you two meet? Uncle Luo, are you sick?"
Wei Wei widened her eyes and asked, clearly worried if Uncle Luo were ill.
"Met over late-night snacks."
Luo Ji said briefly.
"Late-night snacks?..."
Wei Wei never imagined that this older and younger person would know each other, what a small world it is.
"Senior, do you know her?"
Shu Xin stood by, tugging on Zhao Heng's sleeve, and said in a low voice.
"I sort of know her."
Zhao Heng said mildly.
Regarding this journalist Wei Wei, Zhao Heng's impression was that, how should one say, knowing such a person can be useful, but she's too scheming.
Next, Wei Wei naturally joined in on the meal.
At seven in the evening.
Luo Ji, Shu Xin, and Wei Wei all left, and only then did Zhao's mom take Zhao Heng aside and say, "Son, these two girls are pretty, but Man Ni is my daughter-in-law."
