"Old Niu, no need to worry about me, I'll head back after lunch."
As he spoke, Zhang Xiaowei took out his cell phone.
"Let's exchange numbers, so we can find a chance to have a drink together. If you ever marry Ma Weiwei, it'll be easy to let me know."
Niu was relieved and they exchanged phone numbers with each other.
"Xiaowei, I won't keep you any longer. I'm going to change into something decent, so I won't be looked down upon."
With that, they waved goodbye to each other.
No sooner had Niu left than Zhao Ruolan came over in her high heels.
"Who was that guy?"
Still caught up in his thoughts, Zhang Xiaowei was taken aback and replied offhand, "A college classmate."
"What were you talking about just now? You don't seem happy."
The word 'unhappy' was written all over Zhang Xiaowei's face, and Zhao Ruolan was very curious.
She had not planned to talk to Zhang Xiaowei much, but she asked casually all the same.
"We talked about a class reunion. Let's head back now."
