Xiang Qichen felt like he was probably obsessed, allowing himself to be distracted time and time again by that thoughtless remark of Zhou Huaiyi. Shaking his head, he walked inside with some frustration.
Zhou Huaiyi stood in place, staring blankly at Xiang Qichen's suddenly retreating back.
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Did she just… say something wrong again?
Why did the heartthrob suddenly change his expression…
Zhou Huaiyi scratched her head in confusion, raised her hand, and slapped it against her mouth, silently chiding herself, "Why can't you watch your mouth?"
The assistant coming up from behind glanced at the clothes Zhou Huaiyi was wearing, was briefly stunned, then hurriedly followed in Xiang Qichen's footsteps with their phone in hand.
Liu Yang craned his neck over at this time, glanced at Xiang Qichen's departing figure, and blew a breath at Zhou Huaiyi's ear, "Did you make a move on Xiang Qichen last night? What's with the sticking plaster?"
