"Wow, he's really handsome. What a bargain for this woman." Xiao Hong stared at the man in the studio with a look of infatuation and sighed.
Su Qing glanced: "I have a girlfriend."
"How do you know?" Xiao Hong rushed to Su Qing's work station as if she had discovered some shocking news, "Do you know the inside story?"
"I don't know." Su Qing was busy with her hands. The director had just issued a death order and the manuscript must be completed before the morning. Su Qing felt that her hair was about to go bald.
"Then how do you know he has a girlfriend?"
"Xiaohong, can you help me write the manuscript?"
"If you don't want to write, don't write. Come on." Xiaohong ran away quickly.
Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief. If she really wanted to ask, she really didn't know how to answer. Could she tell Xiaohong that not only did she know her girlfriend, but she also looked similar to her by coincidence?
Intention: The last lover must be the one you love.