Sure enough, Jiang Xianrou quickly replied.
[How about tomorrow? I want to treat everyone to a meal tomorrow. We haven’t been together for a long time.]
Zhang Yang raised the corner of his mouth indifferently, hiding the disdain and frivolity in his eyes. He took out the car keys and opened the car door, while holding the phone in one hand to reply to messages, his attitude was almost the same as before.
[Tomorrow? Sorry Miss Jiang, I may not have time tomorrow.]
Zhang Yang sent the message, thinking that Jiang Xianrou would never reply to him given her personality.
Unexpectedly, he just got in the car and started the accelerator.
The cell phone that was thrown aside rang again.
There was some impatience in his eyes. He picked up the phone, turned it on, and took a look.
It was actually sent by Jiang Xianrou—[When are you free? I will pick a time when you are free to make an appointment.]
"… "
Zhang Yang stared at the phone for a long time and made sure that the WeChat avatar was correct. It was Jiang Xianrou herself.
He slowly came back to his senses, but he just put the phone aside and ignored it.
I have absolutely no intention of replying to your message!
*
Meanwhile, Lanting.
Jiang Xianrou had just arrived at the door.
It had been more than ten minutes since she sent the message, but the phone had not responded, and Zhang Yang's profile picture was also silent, with no movement at all.
Her face turned embarrassed, she paused, and bit her lips with her pearly teeth, causing them to turn white.
What does Zhang Yang mean by this
Cut off ties with her
"Xianrou, what's wrong with you?" The friend who came with her saw that she suddenly stopped and stopped walking. She stopped with confusion and tilted her head to ask her: "Why did you suddenly stop?"
Jiang Xianrou tightened her grip on the phone, pursed her lips, and tried her best to control her emotions, but her face still revealed a little unhappiness. She had a stern face and was not in a good mood: "Nothing."
As she spoke, her eyes were still on her phone, and she was obviously absent-minded, still thinking about the rumor that Zhang Yang was close to Qin Si's sister who came from the outside city. The sister Qin Si was talking about was Qiao Nian.
"..." Jiang Xianrou frowned, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of discomfort and a bit of disbelief.
Zhang Yang was so obviously avoiding suspicion. Could it be that she thought Qiao Nian could replace her position in this circle and was rushing to cling to Qiao Nian's thigh first
This is too ridiculous!
She thought so in her heart, but her heart was hanging in the air, feeling very anxious and couldn't find a place to settle.
While she was trying to convince herself in her heart, she flipped through WeChat irritably, and when she came across Qin Si's WeChat.
Her snow-white fingertips paused and clicked.
Ever since Qiao Nian's entrance banquet, she had basically been the one sending messages to Qin Si unilaterally. Qin Si's attitude towards her became much colder, and he only replied to her occasionally.
The latest message was three days ago. She sent a message to ask Qin Si to have dinner with her, but Qin Si has not replied to her yet...
Jiang Xianrou's beautiful eyes flickered, and she felt more uncomfortable.
Just as her friend was walking towards the box, she asked her, "By the way, is your school about to start?"
"It will be soon." Jiang Xianrou was looking at her phone and answered casually.
Her friend didn't care and said with interest: "In previous years, Tsinghua University would hold an opening ceremony to welcome new students, and sometimes even invite celebrities. What about this year? Will it be held?"
Jiang Xianrou didn't say anything.
Her friend tilted her head again and said with a grin, "If you're going to hold an opening ceremony this year, remember to save a seat for me."
(End of this chapter)