The call was from Shen Dang.
"I'm too busy to pick you up, I'm currently at an investment dinner."
"Is it about to end? Then I'll come pick you up on my way."
"No need," Qiao Xi quickly said, "I'm already making up an excuse to go home; you don't need to come for me."
"Alright then," Shen Dang clicked his tongue lightly, sounding somewhat regretful, "I was hoping to see you."
Qiao Xi: "..."
Why does that sound so familiar?
Oh, Boss Shen just said it last night.
"You little trickster," Shen Dang continued.
Qiao Xi frowned unhappily, "You're the trickster here; what have I deceived you about?"
"You clearly said you would call me back last night, and what happened?" Boss Shen came to settle scores, looking all righteous and indignant.
He had waited for a long time, but her message never came.
Seeing Qiao Xi not making a sound, Shen Dang continued his offensive, "If you're not a little trickster, then what are you?"
Qiao Xi knew she was at fault and was at a loss for words.
