Ni Yue, however, refused to tell, starting to tease with a coquettish tone in her voice.
"Oh, you'll know once you get here—how could I spoil the surprise beforehand? Anyway, I promise you'll definitely love it; I spent a long time preparing it!"
Qiao Jing felt somewhat helpless, suppressing her curiosity and agreeing to it.
"Okay, I'm heading there now."
Ni Yue giggled, saying, "Love you, muah~"
Just as Qiao Jing hung up the phone, preparing to change her clothes, Zhan Qipei's voice came through.
"Was that Ni Yue who called?"
Qiao Jing stopped in her tracks and noticed Zhan Qipei staring at her with a resentful gaze, as if she were a heartbreaker.
She helplessly answered the man.
"Yeah."
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhan Qipei's expression visibly darkened.
Qiao Jing's temples suddenly throbbed, and she rolled her eyes in exasperation.
