Xu Jia spent the entire afternoon touring the apartment, sighing again and again. 'This is what I call living!'
Seeing Zhao Xiangjun's new life, she was genuinely happy for her best friend.
Back when they first met, Zhao Xiangjun was nothing more than a money-making machine, earning a fortune she couldn't even spend on herself.
She hadn't known when it would ever end.
But things were different now. It looked like Chen Xiao was taking meticulous care of Zhao Xiangjun, which set her mind at ease.
She wouldn't have agreed to go back to her hometown and get married if her family hadn't forced her. She had been worried that with her gone, no one would be there to protect Zhao Xiangjun.
When Chen Xiao walked in, Xu Jia was helping Zhao Xiangjun in the kitchen.
Xu Jia did all the dirty and tiring work, while Zhao Xiangjun handled the cooking.
