Qin Nuan remained silent, indeed, Cao Yingying didn't have Luo Qianqian's phone number, and even if Cong Rong did have it, it would only be the number of the mobile phone Luo Qianqian used at school. The one she always carried with her, only she knew the number, so seeking her out was the most reliable option.
But Qin Nuan also thought about the possibility of her own phone being borrowed by someone else, so she subconsciously pulled out her contacts list and saved Luo Qianqian's name as 'Sister'. She saved the school's number under Luo Qianqian.
"Where should we go for a stroll after we finish eating?" Cong Rong had already eaten her fill, put down her chopsticks, and was serving the others who hadn't finished eating with the public chopsticks.
"To digest the feast, I also feel like I can't digest all this food, it would be nice to catch some evening breeze later." Zhang Yun touched her now protruding belly, still stubbornly wrestling with the meat.
