"You’re right..." Huang Xin felt that Shu Ting was right and nodded gently, "but this kind of thing still depends on fate."

"It's fate, but you should hold it well. In a few years, you will be in your third year. If you don't marry out, you will be included in the ranks of leftover women." Shuting was anxious for her, looking at her and saying.

"Of course..." she smiled and said.

The two of them talked about some topics in the flower shop for nearly an hour. In this way, Huang Xin returned to the company.

Not long after Huang Xin left, Ling Weihao called, but she didn't answer....