Upon hearing the words "just," a foreboding feeling surged into Yang Fei's heart.
To avoid losing control of the situation she had just managed to grasp, she hurriedly said, "Misunderstandings between people are inevitable, it's normal for my sister to forget someone after meeting so many match-making candidates. My sister has already apologized, and Brother Cao isn't a petty person, he naturally won't hold a grudge against my sister."
Cao Hailing, who was lifted to the upper echelon, felt it beneath him to squabble further, and could only force out a compliant reply, "It's fine. Yuran, just add me on WeChat and we can keep in touch in the future."
As he spoke, he took out his phone and opened WeChat to the friend request interface. He was confident that with a few adjustments this little wretch would become obedient.
The premise was that he needed an opportunity to make contact, and for this, he was willing to lower his head first.
