Her face flushed with indignation, she stubbornly added him again.
But this time, she wrote in the verification message: "I am your girlfriend!"
Quickly, the other party refused again: "Miss, I don't have a girlfriend!"
Xinying, her eyes reddening with anger, called Yan Ye again, gritting her teeth as she said, "What can I do? That email belongs to a technician at the company."
The moment Xinying realized she had made a fool of herself, she immediately hung up the phone.
Enough! Once again, she was ruthlessly mocked.
With a burning heart, she had taken the initiative to add what she thought was his account, only to fall into a trap.
Her mind must have been playing tricks on her, why did she ever add 'his' account?
She slapped her head hard, hoping to bring herself back to her senses.
A quarter of an hour later, she received a Photoshop'd picture sent by that technician guy.
Upon seeing the picture, all the gloom in Xinying's brows vanished.
