When Lu Qiqi heard that, she immediately laughed to herself.
She casually flashed the Gold Ring on her finger and the gold bracelet on her wrist: "Seriously? Then he must've given you tons of gifts, right?"
Even though Zhang Zhaodi was a bit scheming, she still quietly pulled her hand back, not wanting to show the silver ring on it.
Lu Qiqi: "Is he really tall?"
"One seventy‑four."
Lu Qiqi exaggerated it: "Oh my god, girl, are you doing poverty alleviation?"
At that moment, Xiao Shaoxiong, who was also 174 cm, felt personally attacked. Hearing Lu Qiqi's tone, he was instantly pissed.
Just like a lot of guys getting punched in the face by reality for the first time, he was triggered on the spot.
He snapped, "What's wrong with 174? Zhang Zhaodi is 167, 174 goes great with that, doesn't it?"
Lu Qiqi flicked her nails: "174 is kind of short, okay? And from a visual standpoint, guys look shorter than girls."
Xiao Shaoxiong: "How tall are you?"
Lu Qiqi: "One sixty‑five."
