song qincheng followed yu tingchuan out of the banquet hall. her phone vibrated in her pocket. it was a text message. when she opened it, the content was full of resentment."i've already apologized. hurry up and tell me the password to unlock my phone and weibo account!"
song qincheng slowed down and replied with a six-digit number and a string of english numbers.
in the banquet hall, mu jingyu used her wrist to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. she couldn't stop sobbing. after receiving the password from song qincheng, she immediately returned the phone to ji liangcheng and took out her own phone to unlock the screen.
ji liangcheng's expression wasn't too good because of what had happened tonight. seeing mu jingyu so flustered, he asked, " "what's going on?"
"that song guy took a picture of me!" mu jingyu's eyes were red.
"what picture?" ji liangcheng frowned.
at this time, the guests had dispersed, and there were only a few people in the banquet hall.
