Who could this "friend" he was talking about be so important to him?!
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Back in World City, sitting on the sofa in the living room, Luo Xiaoqian took out the two postcards from her bag and placed them side by side.
"That guy has a girlfriend..."
Xu Xiaoyang's voice rang in her ears again like a curse, making her heart even more anxious.
She walked into the piano room and sat on the piano bench but had no intention of playing. She walked back to the living room and turned on the TV, but she didn't hear what was being said. She looked at her phone over and over again and Leng Zimo's call never came back.
She entered the number she knew by heart one digit after another, but she no longer had the courage to press the call button and threw the phone on the table. She picked up the remote control out of boredom and changed the channel.
The commercial switches to a TV series.
It was an idol drama, and it happened that the heroine saw the hero with another girl, and then she learned that the hero had a fiancée designated by his family.
Seeing the girl crying and leaving, Luo Xiaoqian also frowned.
She wouldn't have encountered such a bloody thing, would she?!
No, impossible!
Leng Zimo would never lie to her.
She was absolutely certain of this.
But, what if?!
Leng Zimo would not lie to her, but these things were not impossible to happen.
His family background is not simple. Don't such families often have political marriages and family marriages? He and his father have always had a bad relationship. Is it also related to these things?!
The more Luo Xiaoqian thought about it, the more scared she became!
Just when she was just thinking about the bloody plot, the cell phone on the table suddenly rang.
She was startled, and it took her a moment to react. She grabbed her phone and saw the words "big idiot" on it. She immediately swiped the screen and answered the call.
"Zimo?!"
"What’s wrong with you?"
Hearing that something was wrong in her tone, Leng Zimo asked worriedly.
"It's nothing." Luo Xiaoqian held the phone with both hands and tried to appear calm, "Have you...received anyone?"
"I'll be downstairs in five minutes. Get ready to go downstairs. Let's go have dinner together and introduce you to a new friend." Leng Zimo's tone was very relaxed.
new friend?!
Luo Xiaoqian held the phone nervously, "Is it a woman?"
There was a noise on the phone, and Leng Zimo didn't hear her question clearly, "What did you say?"
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll be down right away. See you later."
Luo Xiaoqian hung up the phone, stuffed her phone into her bag, turned off the TV, picked up her bag, and strode to the porch. After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and lowered her face to look at herself.
Jeans, a T-shirt, and flat canvas shoes...the clothes I was wearing were extremely ordinary.
Pursing her lips, she turned around and rushed upstairs. She hurriedly opened the closet and searched here and there. She finally selected a light-colored skirt that was between formal and informal and put it on, combing it carefully.
Hair, looking at her plain face, she finally walked to the dressing table, took out her makeup bag and started putting on makeup.
She never puts on makeup unless she's on stage, but this time, it's different.
She simply put on makeup, grabbed a matching small handbag and hurried downstairs. She stood in the corridor and looked at the canvas shoes on the shoe rack. She frowned again, then turned and went upstairs, opened the shoe cabinet, and flipped through it left and right.
Then she chose a pair of seven-inch-high pale pink crystal sandals.
