Zhan Nanqing sighed helplessly, just as she was about to explain to Qiao Jing, her cell phone suddenly vibrated twice.
She took out her phone from her pocket and checked the message, unable to suppress a swear word from bursting out.
"Damn it, this Zhou Yunze, how can he be so shameless?!"
Qiao Jing knit her brows, her gaze falling on Zhan Nanqing's phone.
"What happened?"
Zhan Nanqing, fuming, put away her phone and gritted her teeth as she said,
"Zhou Yunze wants me to bring my boyfriend to him tomorrow, he's already booked a spot at a restaurant for tomorrow night."
It seems that the slap she gave earlier wasn't hard enough, or at least Zhou Yunze still hadn't come to his senses.
Qiao Jing pursed her red lips, knowing that she would have to dress up as a man again tomorrow, and asked with a frown of confusion,
"Why is he pestering you? Haven't you two broken up?"
