Indeed, Jiang Xianrou replied quickly.

[How about tomorrow? I want to treat everyone to a meal tomorrow. We haven't gathered in a long time.]

Zhang Yang smiled indifferently and restrained the disdain and frivolity in his gaze. As he took out his car key and opened the car door, he replied to the message on his phone with one hand. His attitude was similar to before.

[Tomorrow? I'm sorry, Miss Jiang. I might not have time tomorrow.]

Zhang Yang sent the message. He thought that with Jiang Xianrou's character, she would never reply to him again.

Unexpectedly, he had just gotten into the car and started the accelerator when the phone he had thrown aside rang again.

He was a little impatient. He picked it up and opened the message.

It was actually from Jiang Xianrou. [When are you free? I'll pick a time when you're free to ask the others out.]

Zhang Yang stared at his phone for a long time and confirmed that the WeChat profile picture was correct. It was Jiang Xianrou herself.

only placed

of replying to the message

same time,

just

message, but there was no response from the

in her tracks. She bit

did Zhang Yang

cutting

and tilted her head to ask, "Why did you suddenly stop?" Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

phone. She pursed her lips and tried to control her emotions, but her face still revealed a little displeasure. She kept a straight face,

on her phone as she spoke. She was clearly distracted, still thinking about the rumors in the circle about Zhang Yang being close to Qin Si's sister who came from

frowned tightly. Her beautiful eyes contained

her. Did he think that Qiao Nian could replace

This was too ridiculous!

this thought. Her mind was a

WeChat in frustration. Seeing Qin Si's WeChat profile, her snow-white fingers paused for

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