"Hao, do you know how much I want to strangle your neck right now?"
Jisang tried to raise his hand, slowly approaching Qin Hao, but soon dropped it, his face turning despondent: "After witnessing you, I finally understood what a man's charm is. I have to learn more from you in the future."
"Nice idea, but a friendly reminder, to reach my level as a love guru, you're probably out of luck, after all, I'm exceptionally gifted."
Qin Hao said smugly, "Of course, if your target is just ordinary women, it's still possible."
Jisang showed a helpless smile: "I know what you mean by exceptionally gifted. It seems I have to move towards 'thick-skinned' in the future."
The two exchanged a smile, and then finished dinner in the restaurant. When it got late, Qin Hao was too lazy to leave and booked a single room in the hotel.
The next morning, when Qin Hao turned on his phone, he saw countless messages and missed calls.
More than half were from Wang Weiyin.
