Qi Ming made a zipping motion across his lips, signaling her to keep quiet.
After a while, Fu Qiang suddenly turned her head and glared at him, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier that they dined at Lianxiang Garden a few days ago? If I had known, I would have chosen a different restaurant for the order."
"You didn't ask me," Qi Ming replied with an innocent look. "By the time I got back, the dishes had already been delivered."
"So you think you've got an excuse now?"
Fu Qiang raised her hand, about to strike.
A vibration on the palm of his hand, Qi Ming switched from the gaming screen to WeChat. The moment he saw the familiar nickname and avatar, he sprang from the sofa, dodged Fu Qiang's slap, and left her with "I'm going to call my girlfriend" before rushing off.
Watching his hopping and skipping figure fade away, Fu Qiang recalled the nickname she glimpsed, "Shushu Baby," and rubbed her goosebumps.
This darn brat is really corny.
But this Wen Shu...
