Fang Lu didn't think too much about it and didn't consider it a big deal, so she promptly agreed and ended the call.
Jing Haohao held her phone and peered out the window at the rich night sky. Her eyes reflected a sense of determination.
Defeat was never her style. If she couldn't force her way through, she always chose to take a workaround instead.
Men were all the same. The more something was out of their grasp, the more they wished for it.
Jing Haohao knew she was beautiful, but also self-aware enough to understand that no noble-born gentleman like Liang Chen would truly invest his heart in her. So in Liang Chen's eyes right now, she was nothing more than a spur of the moment prey, meant to bring him some transient pleasure.
However, once the interest waned, he'd forget about her.
In Jiangshan City, she couldn't hide anymore. Thus, she picked a nondescript small town a great distance from Jiangshan City.
