"Xiao Fen, why aren't you coming in?"
Qiu Shuai, without saying a word, pulled her inside.
Inside, Qiu Shuai's friends froze for a moment, then burst into teasing, "Is this Ah Shuai's goddess?"
"Ah Shuai lost weight just for you. The power of love really is something else."
"Wait, why does this girl look so familiar? I'm sure I've seen her somewhere before."
One friend thought about it for a while and finally remembered her from a short video platform.
"I got it! A few days ago, my mom sent a video in our family group chat about H1N1 awareness. This girl was in the video as the host! I remember thinking back then how sweet she was and wondering when I might meet her in person."
Qiu Shuai chimed in immediately, "That's right, it's her. But when I met her, she wasn't a host yet. Back then, she was just a little nurse. And let me warn you—don't even think about making a move on her."
The way he said it, it was as if Xi Wanfen was already his.