Zhao Meng called Qiao Anhao's name a few times but didn't get a response. Her friend had her head raised, staring deeply at her phone. Wanting to pull a prank, Zhao Meng quietly got up and walked in front of Qiao Anhao, looking at her phone screen.
She whispered gently into her ear, "Qiao Qiao, what are you looking at that's got you so hooked?"
Qiao Anhao shivered in shock, then quickly reacted by flipping her phone over and putting it onto the table.
It was a shame though, Qiao Anhao had fast reactions, but Zhao Meng had already seen everything on her phone screen. She looked over at Qiao Anhao with a lovey-dovey expression. "Tut tut tut". She asked mysteriously, "What? Qiao Qiao, did you fall for Mr. Lu? Are you eager to go home now? Do you really want to go see him?"
Qiao Anhao lowered her eyes, not saying a word.
