Guan Yan decisively hung up the phone, then leaned on his elbows, sat in the car and sent him a WeChat message.
[Guan Yan: What’s the matter?]
This is a new particle she learned.
The thin waist control likes to use it during this period. It is sissy enough, so she picked it up and used it, and found it quite interesting!
The words on Qin Si's dialog box soon changed to 'input in progress'. Guan Yan waited for a few seconds but became impatient and prepared to start the sports car and return to the hotel.
Fortunately, before that, Qin Si got the message back first.
[Qin: Let’s have dinner together tonight.]
[Qin: I’ll introduce a few friends to you.]
Guan Yan scanned his message at a glance, typed on the reverse disk with one hand, and replied to him with the other hand.
[Guan Yan: No time.]
Qin Si also replied quickly.
[Qin: Do you have any other plans?]
Guan Yan pulled the corners of his mouth, his features softened, and he patiently edited the message: [Auntie Ye is treating me to dinner, I want to go with Sun to eat. ]
She finished replying this.
Not wanting to continue chatting with him on the side of the road, I locked the screen, threw my phone back on the passenger seat, started the car, and drove to the hotel.
So I didn’t see the message after Qin Si.
[Qin: Forget it. If you don’t go, I won’t go either. I also want to introduce you to the bride-to-be who is holding the wedding.]
[Qin: But it’s okay if you don’t want to go. She’s not someone worth your special trip.]
…
the other side.
Li Mo had just gotten into her Rolls-Royce when she received a call from Zhang Yang. "Hello." Despite her bad mood, Li Mo still spoke in a gentle tone.
Zhang Yang didn't have as much to do as her. He said, "Ms. Li, Mr. Qin just sent me a message saying he can't come tonight."
"Then Young Master Ye..." Li Mo opened her mouth and said anxiously.
"Huh?" Zhang Yang probably thought her question was funny. Everyone in Jing City knew that even Young Master Qin couldn't reach the bureau, let alone Young Master Ye.
Li Mo has just arrived in Beijing and doesn’t know many common sense things.
In order to give Young Master Bo some face, Zhang Yang said in a friendly manner, "Young Master Ye is busy and has no time."
Li Mo's expression faded, and she held her phone tightly: "Is that so..."
Zhang Yang could hear the disappointment in the other person's tone, and felt that the marriage partner the Bo family had found this time was too ambitious, so he smiled and said, "Oh, right. I have to attend a business event in the evening on behalf of my father and can't go. I have reserved a private room for you in Tinglan, and a few people in the group will go there when they have time. You guys play, and the drinks will be charged to my account."
Li Mo ignored his arrogant behavior and grasped the point: "You won't come tonight?"
"Haha, Miss Li, you're making it sound like I don't want to go." Zhang Yang joked, "I just have something urgent to do and can't go. There's nothing I can do about it. People have to eat, right?"
Now that things have come to this, it would be immature for Li Mo to continue to instigate others.
So Li Mo took a deep breath and swallowed the invisible feeling of frustration.
"Oh well… "
"By the way, Miss Li, why haven't you changed your group nickname yet?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked.
Li Mo's whole body froze, she lowered her eyes, slowed down her voice, and said naturally: "Oh, I was just out shopping and was about to go back. So I didn't have time to change it... Who is the ID that collided with mine in the group?"
Zhang Yang clearly said that her ID was the same as someone else's.
What she said changed to "Qiao Nian hit her ID".
It was just a difference in order, but she was transformed from a person who was named later into a victim.
(End of this chapter)