Wang Zhiliang had hoped to provoke Liu Mang into making a fool of himself, but now it seemed there was no show to watch.
Lu Mengyao said to Liu Mang, "Didn't we just agree to go on a date? Look at the time, it's getting late. Should we head out now?"
A date? Liu Mang couldn't remember agreeing to anything like that.
He glanced sideways at Qiao Siyu and understood—Lu Mengyao intended to pretend to be lovey-dovey and escape by going on a "date." "Ah, right, the date, I almost forgot. Let's go."
Seeing that Lu Mengyao was about to leave, Qiao Siyu quickly said, "The date isn't urgent, is it? We haven't seen each other in so many days. Can't we chat a bit longer? You're really putting love before friendship."
"I'd love to chat more too, but don't you have work? I wouldn't want to disturb you any further. Let's make it another day. Liu Mang, let's go." After saying her piece, Lu Mengyao took Liu Mang's hand and left, quickening her pace as they left the pharmacy.
