I don't know why, I always feel that this woman is preoccupied. Qian Qiang told me that he said that Wang Ling is a data collector in the trading room, although the salary is not very high, but it is easy to earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.

Why did she always have a faint sadness on her face?

I wasn't embarrassed to ask, after all, I had known her for less than a day, and everyone had their own privacy, so why bother asking.

"Lin Bin, do you like Macau?" Wang Ling asked me suddenly.

"Uh...... I just arrived, so I don't like it, but I don't hate it. I said truthfully.

Wang Ling looked at me deeply, then lowered her head and didn't speak again, making me a little embarrassed, in order to break the silence

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