"Thank you, anyway." Ping Guoguo gently bit her lip, a hint of shyness flashing across her face.
"Alright." The man chuckled and put his suit back on.
Immediately, there was a moment of silence, and the atmosphere became increasingly awkward.
Ping Guoguo bit her lip again.
Ah, ah, ah, what to do when there is no topic?
Can I ask for a contact number?
Is that appropriate?
What if I get rejected, wouldn't it be very awkward?
But if she just lets this opportunity slip, she will regret it for the rest of her life...
Just as Ping Guoguo was about to take the plunge, unexpectedly, the man in front of her had already taken out his phone, politely asking, "If it's convenient, could I have your contact information?"
His eyes were sincere, not like those typical sleazy guys who just want to sweet-talk a girl.
Ping Guoguo was slightly stunned, completely not expecting that as she was thinking about asking for his contact, he was also thinking about asking for hers!
Whimper, whimper!
