After reading the comments on the screen and planning to sneak away quietly, the phone suddenly dinged twice.
Assistant Wen was startled, turned around and looked at him with a ghostly gaze, and at his vibrating phone.
Let him see who sent the message with a long note!
The message was from Mu Qiu, but it was no longer a long note. Cheng Zhirang opened the dialog box.
[Mu Qiu: Brother Cheng, I've thought it over again, and we can't talk about what happened today!]
[Mu Qiu: If people find out that your stalker broke into my house and damaged my stuff, more strangers will sympathize with me, and their impression of you and Cheng Zhi will not be good. So we can't say anything.]
Cheng Zhirang read word by word and chuckled softly.
[All for this?]
[Mu Qiu: For you.]
Looking at those bold three words shining brightly, Cheng Zhirang rubbed his fingers on the back of the phone a few times and replied with one word.
[Okay.]
