Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All

Chapter 470: Chapter 470: Is This Related to Our Work?

Kang Li moved to sit next to Mrs. Qi, smiled apologetically, leaned on the other’s arm, and said in a delicate voice with a giggle, "Godmother, please don’t be mad at me. If I really didn’t tell you, that means I must have forgotten, I definitely didn’t mean to keep it from you!"

"Alright, alright, your godmother isn’t as forgiving as you make it sound." With a mix of helplessness and indulgence, Mrs. Qi tapped Kang Li’s nose and said, "So, you and that Comrade Xiao are colleagues now."

"Yeah." Kang Li nodded. "I just found out myself."

Mrs. Qi raised an eyebrow: "..."

Kang Li then recounted the incident of running into Xiao Jin when she came back from buying groceries, finishing with, "If he hadn’t greeted me first, I wouldn’t have even known who he was. After he left the courtyard, I felt the coincidence was a bit odd, so I thought I’d come over and ask you, godmother, to see if you knew this Comrade Xiao Jin."

"How is it a coincidence?"

Mrs. Qi asked with a smile.

Kang Li: "I was at the TV station over the weekend, and a friend of mine just told me about a new Director Xiao at the station, saying he was good in this way and that, but he’s a widower. Then my friend suddenly changed the subject, saying that he was about to remarry soon,

and her personal situation is also quite favorable, but she’s a divorcee, with a four-year-old son. And here we are, I ran into him in our courtyard this morning, and couldn’t help but think about what

"You’re very

"Isn’t

called sensitive? At most, your imagination is

is complimenting

praising you, no need to be

looked at each other and

time, outside the research institute’s

"Professor Luo!"

hand in his pocket and the other holding his cleaned lunchbox, was about to step onto

paused briefly in his step, then prepared to continue walking, but the person behind him quickly caught up and called out again, "Professor Luo, could

as she approached and met his

smile: "You’re really that reluctant to see me, to talk

Yanqing’s lips tightened, his gaze