The person seemed unconcerned and laughed, "I'm liking you more and more. Tomorrow at noon, meet me at Westin 6608."
"Who are you? Why should I meet you?" Lan Yue's gaze was sharp, and she spoke coldly.
On the other end of the phone, the person chuckled softly twice, "Who I am, you'll know once you meet me."
As if guessing she would refuse, he added with a laugh, "Don't be hasty to reject me. I have a gift for you. After you see it, you can decide whether or not to meet me."
"I'll wait for you at 11 o'clock tomorrow noon."
The person finished speaking with a laugh and directly hung up the phone.
Lan Yue frowned; it wasn't Xiao Chen, it wasn't Lan Huan, who could it be?
A gift?
She didn't know many people now, and she didn't think she was charming enough to have a secret admirer.
Just as she was thinking, the phone in her hand rang again. Lowering her head, she saw a notification on the lit-up screen.
It was still the unknown number that had called earlier.
