Gu Xiaoxi brought back the gourmet food Quan Shaoqing had provided and enjoyed a hearty meal in her dorm.
Song Jingyi's mouth was dripping with grease as she ate, "Xiao Xi, your 'keeper' is really good to you. Have you ever considered whether he will still treat you well after he gets a wife one day?"
The motion of Gu Xiaoxi gnawing at a crab leg paused and a glint flashed through her eyes, but after a while, she seemed a little deflated, "I don't know. Anyway, he doesn't like me."
"That's true. He's so high above, he'll surely marry someone of equal social standing. The gap is a bit wide, but if he continues to look after you, you could still marry a good husband," Song Jingyi said as she munched on sugar-fried chestnuts, not forgetting to tease a bit.