Qiao Qiao?
What's the matter?
She picked up her phone and called Qiao Qiao.
Qiao Qiao was busy, holding the phone between her neck and shoulder, asked, "Miss Qin, why are you calling?"
Qin Huan looked down at Xiaoliao while holding the phone in one hand, "Can we change the time? Tonight is the little one's birthday."
Qiao Qiao paused her action of organizing files, "Auntie, what are you talking about? I don't understand a bit."
Don't understand what she's saying?
Qin Huan frowned, "Didn't you text me to meet at Feng Ji at eight tonight?"
Qiao Qiao, "Honey, are you sleep-talking?"
Qin Huan frowned, "I got it, I'll hang up now."
Qiao Qiao, "..."
Hearing the call ended, she sat back in her office chair, recalling Qin Huan's words. She sent a text to meet Huanhuan at Feng Ji?
Feng Ji was a place where she and Huanhuan often met in the past, not many knew about it, except Gu Jizhou!
Who?
Could it be Gu Jizhou?
Thinking about it, she felt a little uneasy.
