"Sure."
Qiao Nian agreed readily.
Looking down, she grabbed her cell phone from the table and logged into Weibo. Following Jiang Li's instructions, she found Wen Ruxia's post and reposted it.
Besides reposting it, she did not leave any words behind.
It was very Qiao Nian-style.
She had just reposted it.
Her cell phone started vibrating.
99+ notifications flashed on the screen, with new notifications popping up every second.
Qiao Nian did not look at it, nor did she want her cell phone stuck on the screen. She logged out of Weibo and looked at the person on the screen. "Done."
At that moment, she saw someone coming through the door.
She knew who it was.
Without waiting for Jiang Li to say anything, she said naturally, "I have something on. Let's talk another day."
Jiang Li was speechless. freёweɓnovel.com
Didn't she say she was free?
However, he wasn't insensible. Although a little reluctant, he nodded and said, "Alright, go ahead."
"Mm, I'm hanging up."
Qiao Nian ended the video call.
Smelling a faint floral fragrance, a bouquet of fiery red roses was inserted into the empty vase on her desk.
She looked sideways at the man in casual home clothes. The sunlight enveloped his broad brows as he lowered his eyes and focused on arranging the roses, making them look gorgeous.
Ye Wangchuan turned around and saw Qiao Nian looking at him. He lowered his head and moved closer so she could see him better.
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