Hooligan.
Looking at the words that made her uncomfortable. This time, Su Peizhen did not bother to think about it and directly blocked the other party's number.
She raised her head and met Lin Feixing's somewhat puzzled eyes. He was looking at her calmly, and his expression seemed to be a little confused.
"What's wrong? Is There Something Wrong?"
"No."Su Peizhen shook her head. "It's nothing. If It's a harassing text message, just ignore it."
Lin Feixing didn't suspect anything. Su Peizhen turned her phone off and put it back into her bag. From the corner of her eye, she saw that Ling Jing's car seemed to have driven out again.
She thought he was going to leave, but he gestured at her from the car window.
Seeing the middle finger of the other party, Su Peizhen almost couldn't hold it in. Fortunately, Ling Jing, that bastard, knew to stop when the time was right.
He left after comparing his fingers.
