"President, I think you've changed!" Qiu Guoguo glanced back at Zhao Qiushui, her tone tinged with mixed feelings.
"How have I changed?" Zhao Qiushui asked, puzzled.
"You've started thinking more about other people!" Qiu Guoguo said with absolute certainty.
"You're my little sister, after all. Of course I have to think about your future marriage. I can't let you stay single your whole life like your big sister here, can I?" Zhao Qiushui replied with a smile.
"That's not what I mean. I mean, with your old personality, if you wanted something, you had to have it. You would've found a chance to pin Secretary Zhou to the floor and have your way with him a hundred times over!" Qiu Guoguo said with a perfectly straight face.
Zhao Qiushui froze for a moment, then fell silent, her expression mournful, as though Qiu Guoguo had touched a sore spot.
Hmph, did she think I didn't want to do that? I just didn't dare! Once I did, we couldn't even be friends anymore. There'd be no more phone calls, no more chances to see him!
They say life has eight kinds of suffering. Only someone who's experienced it knows how bitter it is to long for what you can't have. That's why novels without harems are the worst. It feels awful not being the female lead!
Watching the president's mournful expression in the rearview mirror, Qiu Guoguo couldn't help sighing inwardly. No matter how beautiful or proud a woman was, in matters of love she could still end up weak and pitiful, losing all sense of herself. So screw romance! Treating Chen Zhong like a buddy suited her just fine!
The next morning, Qiu Guoguo appeared at the Provincial Guesthouse and found her good buddy Chen Zhong.
"This is something our president