Tian Xiaomei's pretty face flushed red, and she hurriedly shook her head, "No need, this is enough."
"Ah, that's a shame," Lin Chen shook his head helplessly.
"Lin Chen, can I take you out for dinner tonight?" Tian Xiaomei said softly.
Just as Lin Chen was about to agree, his phone suddenly rang.
"Hold on a second," Lin Chen gave an awkward smile and answered the phone.
As soon as the call connected, An Xiaodi's voice came through, "Lin Chen, come and save me quickly, there are hooligans at the Miqing Club trying to harass me."
After only a sentence, the call was forcefully hung up.
Lin Chen returned the call, but all he got was a busy tone.
"Damn it," Lin Chen's eyes turned cold, and he apologized to Tian Xiaomei, "I'm sorry, I have something to do tonight, so I can't make it, but I'll treat you another time."
With that, Lin Chen turned and ran out of the alley.
"Damn, that's some serious speed." In the blink of an eye, Lin Chen had disappeared.
