Thinking about Bai Zhi's experiences after graduation, Song Xue sighed along, "That's true, the people you attract are pretty awful. You're so beautiful, how come you can't attract better suitors?"
"Being beautiful is a crime after all."
Bai Zhi joked with a sigh, which brought laughter and playful scolding from the other two.
After finishing their meal, the three went home separately. Bai Zhi was lucky enough to find a seat on the subway. Sitting there, she boredly picked up her phone, snapped a photo casually, and posted it to her moments.
[Lucky, I actually got a seat!]
Lucky...
Looking at these two words, Bai Zhi couldn't help but feel a sense of reflection.
Just now, she had said she only attracted bad suitors, but thinking deeper, she was actually quite lucky.
Her first job after graduation was as the secretary to Duan Corporation's president, which was luck.
Meeting that person was also luck.
