Zhou Huaiyi didn't look at him, idly kicking small stones: "No."
"Who was that guy the other day then?"
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Zhou Huaiyi had no patience, always annoyed by Cheng Yi's interrogative demeanor from the start.
"Well... it's not really related." He quietly took a step forward and said, "Give me a chance?"
Zhou Huaiyi wasn't paying attention to him at first, with her head down, she didn't notice his approach, and scoffed: "Save it, there's no need."
The phone in Zhou Huaiyi's pocket had been muted, and WeChat messages were popping up on the screen one by one, but she was completely unaware.
...
In the meantime, Xiang Qichen was going out of his mind with worry.
In the thirty minutes after Zhou Huaiyi had said goodnight to him, he had sent almost a message every five minutes.
But, there was no reply.
Xiang Qichen glanced at the time, it was 1 AM. Frowning in thought for a while, he got up, made a phone call, grabbed his coat, and headed out.
...
