Xu Yaoguang's voice was quite light, but his hands pressed tightly on the table.
Qiao Sheng threw the basketball on the ground, looked at Xu Yaoguang, and then at Qin Ran. He didn't know what these two people meant.
Q?
Who was this?
There was no change in Qin Ran's expression. She just looked sideways, cold and dry. "No."
Then, she stood up with her head slightly lowered, and the hair on her forehead slipped across her brow bone. "Make way, you're so troublesome."
Xu Yaoguang wanted to say something.
But the phone in his pocket rang at this time.
He took it out and looked at it. It was Qin Yu.
Qin Ran had already passed by him while he was distracted.
Xu Yaoguang squeezed his phone and thought for a while before answering Qin Yu's call first.
