"Ning Fan, did you agree?"
Zhao Xue'er couldn't quite believe her ears and asked again.
After receiving Ning Fan's affirmative answer, Zhao Xue'er's silvery laughter echoed over the phone.
"Alright then, tomorrow night at eight, I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the Star Hotel. Don't forget!"
Zhao Xue'er's sweet voice came through the phone: "I won't disturb you anymore, Ning Fan. Get some rest early. Goodnight."
Even after the call ended, Ning Fan's face wore a wry smile.
Zhao Xue'er wished him goodnight, but how could he possibly fall asleep now?
Matters concerning Qiu Xiuxiu had already stirred a ripple in his otherwise placid mind, and now Zhao Xue'er's call had him even more undecided.
Rationally, he really didn't want to get caught up in any more emotional entanglements.
But emotionally, he found it hard to say no to Zhao Xue'er.
Unlike Ouyang Feifei, who could be strong and independent, a self-made woman even in his absence,
