Meng Bao returned sour-faced. It took him a while that I had just finished eating my cheesecake. I noticed that Meng Bao was not in a good mood and asked, "Meng Bao, your look pissed off."
"I am," Meng Bao affirmed. He sat on the chair again and ate his cheesecake angrily. But he didn't seem to be in the mood to tell me about what happened and who called him.
Albeit curious, I decided not to pry more about his privacy. We were not close enough to know about each other's relationship. Who knew maybe Meng Bao actually had a relationship, and the one who called just now was his real girlfriend, but due to his job as a rental boyfriend, he would definitely hide it.
'Who would date someone in a relationship anyway, at least not me. I'm not a homewrecker,' I thought.
