At the same time, in the He family.
He Congming had been nervously waiting at home for news ever since he sent Qiao Nian a message.
However, he did not receive a reply even after waiting for a long time.
He Congming was a little anxious.
He waited until 9:30 the next morning. He couldn't wait any longer. Feeling uneasy, he found the girl's phone number and tried to send another message.
[Miss Qiao, I'm He Congming. I want to ask you out for lunch. Do you have time today?]
He sent the edited text and took another deep breath.
Immediately after, his phone dinged.
He Congming's brows relaxed. Thinking that Qiao Nian had seen his message and replied to it, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. He quickly picked up his phone and took a look.
It was as if he had been slapped in the face.
His face instantly turned red and then pale, and a wave of depression rushed to the top of his head.
