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Chapter 17 Rich Girl and Grassroots Girl

Ah Xin closed the door and turned around to greet Dai Jia. The eldest lady had already opened the folding chair and sat down. She said blankly: "My sister lives in a place like this? No! She won't live in a place like this forever!"

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That's right! But Ah Fang had already explained it, so Ah Xin followed the instructions and said: "Well, she has lived in a place like this since we met. She and I used to be colleagues."

Dai Jia held up the mineral water and drank it hard. She drank half the bottle of water. She took a hiccup and seemed to have adjusted. She patted her shoulder: "I want to take a shower. Please tell me how to use these medieval electrical appliances."

Ah Xin was greatly impressed and thought that it would be similar to me being reincarnated from the Song Dynasty into the 21st century when such a charming lady ended up in a rented house. It took me a few months to get used to it, and it took me as long as I drank half a bottle of water to look at them! Maybe this is called

Survivability!

The eldest lady was indeed remarkable, her extraordinary energy was terrifying. After taking a shower, he took her to question her about various things in Guangzhou, and even kept her in custody while playing computer games. She didn't go to bed until dawn.

So early that morning, when Ah Fang returned from early training with Zhang Mingcheng, she saw Ah Xin huddled on a stone bench in the community and enjoying the cold wind.

Ah Xin said awkwardly: "I was afraid of traffic jams on the road, so I came early."

It doesn't have to be so early! Ah Fang knew the night life habits of rich girls, which made her feel quite sad. In a trance, she seemed to see the helpless Ah Xin in Q City again. She still remembered Ah Xin with a black gauze on her arm, sitting in the office with a pale face.

She was dumbfounded at the table, and then the manager came in: "Afang, you go back and change your clothes, the boss wants you to attend the evening entertainment." She stood up pretending to hold her stomach and screamed. Then the boss ordered Ah Xin, and poor Ah Xin couldn't do anything.

Unexpectedly, I even excused myself to my colleagues to wear red makeup before going!

She never asked Ah Xin what happened at the banquet: After taking Ah Xin to the rental house, she cleaned up her body for Ah Xin. Her lower body was almost invisible! They had no choice but to report this kind of thing to the police.

She would be accused of being a chicken! Once, she hated Ah Xin for not being strong enough. Only when she had a similar experience did she know what it was like. Dai Jia, who was so lucky, was born with a golden key in her mouth, but she wanted us to suffer.

Take care of me! I hope Xiao Zhou can make that girl cry for daddy and call her mommy!

Ah Xin didn't know anything about her ex Liu Xin, so naturally she didn't know what Ah Fang was thinking. She just looked at Zhang Mingxin furtively. This was the first time she saw this golden man. Not to mention, he made him feel quite comfortable, which should be considered

Gold collar, right? Wearing gold-rimmed glasses! It probably costs several thousand. He greets people tepidly like an old acquaintance. He is slightly fat, a typical sign of banquets, and must have eaten countless delicacies! (A certain woman couldn't help but touch it.

Touching my growling belly)

The three of them chatted and took the elevator upstairs. After entering the house, Ah Xin saw a two-bedroom apartment with two living rooms. It had not been decorated yet, with only white walls and wooden floors, not many furniture, not many books, and was a bit messy.

Almost instinctively, she bent down and packed it up. Zhang Mingcheng didn't stop her and just made coffee by himself. After a while, the aroma of coffee overflowed, and the microwave oven dinged and the bread was baked.

Ah Fang came out after taking a shower, saw breakfast on the table, and sat down to eat. Ah Xin was envious again: According to this attitude, Ah Fang will probably have a good life without touching the spring water in the future.

The three of them had a lively discussion at the dining table about how to make dumplings today. After voting, they unanimously decided not to go to the morning market in the community to buy ready-made dumpling wrappers made by machines, but to knead the noodles by themselves, which was very chewy! There was no need to chop the fillings.

Yesterday, Ah Fang bought it and put it in the refrigerator. Zhang Mingcheng advocated: "It's better to bring some ice. There will be some water in it after cooking, not to mention how refreshing it is. This is my rich experience in eating refrigerator food, so I am the authority."

Ah Xin smiled: "Then I am also the authority. Put the uneaten dumplings in the refrigerator today and boil them and eat them again tomorrow. This is my rich experience in being too lazy to cook."

A Fang joked: "I am even more authoritative! As long as you put what is on the table, you can eat it with confidence. This is the rich experience I have lived until today."


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