"It's nothing, can you just give me your phone number?" Zhao Xiaoqing blinked her eyes as if she was shooting sparks.
Leng Xuan was taken aback. The girl asked for his phone number at their first meeting, what did that mean? Could it be that she had taken a liking to him?
The answer was definitely NO. Leng Xuan was self-aware enough to know that.
He felt that her expression at the moment was very similar to the one Li Mengjie had when she first found out about his little secret with Xiao Yun. He couldn't help but feel bitter inside. Could it be that this girl, like Li Mengjie, was going to use his secret to blackmail him into doing something for her?
With a thought, Leng Xuan said, "My number is ********," intentionally giving her the wrong number, hoping to bluff his way through. Little did he know, Zhao Xiaoqing dialed the number on the spot, and a rough man's voice came from the other end, "Hello, who's this?"
