The excessive thoughtfulness made the atmosphere too awkward.
Zhao Xun quickly said, "No, you've come at the perfect time."
Ji Qingqian: ...?
"Well, I..." Zhao Xun hesitated a bit.
Lu Yibei declared righteously: "I have no money, but I won't give you my life!!"
“It’s not about borrowing money!” Zhao Sun said.
He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't say a word.
After rambling on about random things for a few minutes, I left the chat room.
Lu Yibei and Ji Qingqian were silent for a moment.
"Is it because of Jiaojiao?" Ji Qingqian asked.
“Maybe, perhaps, probably… um,” Lu Yibei said.
The only thing that could make Sun'er stammer like this is probably something that happened with Xiao Ma.
But Lu Yibei didn't intend to force himself to ask.
Two reasons.
Firstly, even Sun'er herself is quite hesitant now.
Even if he wanted to get involved, he'd have to wait. He'd find out more when he had some free time tonight.
The second reason is not very important and is harmless.
—Lu Yibei's flight tomorrow.
—They can't even save themselves!
After glancing at the newly received message, Lu Yibei reported it to Ji Qingqian.
"Chebao has arrived in Chaocheng."
It is 3:30 pm now.
It's amazing that this American kid, who usually eats breakfast before going to bed, can wake up so early.
"I remember someone once made fun of a certain association president who went to his girlfriend's house wearing new clothes, making it seem too formal—" Ji Qingqian said casually.
Lu Yibei took a deep breath and defended himself:
“Those are ant claws, crab larvae are different.”
Ji Qing chuckled softly and said gently:
"Although I wanted you to look handsome, I thought about it and realized my little brother is handsome no matter what~"
…
Zhao Sun is holding a mobile phone.
The big girl still hasn't replied to the message.
I was thinking of asking my uncle if something had happened to her...
But I can't bring myself to say it.
He had previously made fun of Lao Bei for being too clingy to his father.
—No matter what, we can't give Lao Bei the chance to laugh at him!
But apart from his eldest uncle, he couldn't contact any of Ma Jiaojiao's other friends, whether it was Chu Chu or Wang Jue.
—Oh, there are still some.
Zhao Xun's expression was solemn, his face as dark as ink.
He found two contacts.
—Her father.
—The other one is her mother.
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