"How dare you play dirty with me?"
Almost in the next second, Shen Fanxing's phone rang.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"I've booked a table near your company. Don't you want to eat hotpot? Let's go together."
Shen Fanxing looked up at Qi Mohan instinctively. "But Qi Mohan…"
"Don't worry, he didn't manage to book a table."
"…"
Without thinking, Shen Fanxing knew what Bo Jinchuan had done.
A strong dragon could not suppress a local snake. She suddenly felt pity for the "simple" Qi Mohan.
Taking a deep breath, she felt that Qi Mohan's excitement had passed.
Shen Fanxing looked at him and asked, "Did you not book a table for lunch?"
"How do you know?"
He turned his head and saw her hanging up.
She instantly understood something.
Looking at the unresponsive phone, Qi Mohan gritted his teeth.
"Why is this Bo guy so scheming?! Xingxing, stay away from him in the future!"
"…"
