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"Okay." Jiang Xianrou finally heaved a sigh of relief when Jiang Yao agreed to come.

She hung up and clicked on the group message again.

During the time she called, there were already 99+ messages in the group.

Most of them were discussing the gathering later. A small discordant voice also mentioned the news of the World Software Competition. But not many people discussed it.

She casually flipped through it. Qin Si and the others did not appear. They all acted as if they did not see what was happening in the group. Jiang Xianrou immediately lost face.

She opened Ye Wangchuan's WeChat, intending to send him a message to ask if he had time to come.

However, her heart turned cold when she thought about how Zhang Yang did not give her any face and refused to come.

Jiang Xianrou hesitated again and again. For the sake of her face, she did not send the message in the end.

On the other side, after Jiang Xianrou hung up, Jiang Yao picked up his car keys and said to the man sitting opposite him, "Young Master Xu, what are your plans later?"

"Huh?" Xu Jishen was wearing a blue shirt today and had his legs crossed. He was drinking coffee and looked at him in surprise. "What plans?"

any plans tonight. For example, to accompany Old Master Su for dinner?" Jiang Yao

important friend and returned to Lin City yesterday. Therefore, I

held his phone with the other as if he was reading

he was doing. He raised his eyebrows curiously and asked, "Why are you asking me about

Yao looked at his WeChat. The white profile picture friend list was

they had interacted with was

Qiao Nian that day was automatically returned to

Qiao Nian would refuse his red packet. He had thought of asking Jiang Zongjin to mediate the tense relationship at home. However, when he thought

that he was

without saying anything and

Yao came back to his senses and looked at him in confusion. "Huh? What's wrong?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt

to laugh,

replied angrily, "You're still asking me what's wrong? I should be the one asking you. You sat there in a daze halfway through your sentence. What are

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engrossed!"

There was some silence.