"Nothing."
On her way back to the apartment by taxi, Jian Dan tightly clasped her hands, feeling a bit anxious. Ever since parting ways with Bo Qin in Fengcheng, she hadn't seen him. Each time she thought of Bo Qin's name, something felt odd, her face flushed, recalling that night.
But Bo Qin knew nothing about the matter. She hurriedly left that day, returned home in a daze, and didn't even have time to buy contraceptives. Fortunately, her period came this month, or she would have been really worried about being pregnant.
To this day, she still didn't know how to face Bo Qin.
It was really awkward.
Bo Qin and Secretary Zhou didn't want Jian Dan to pick them up from the airport because it was too late. Jian Dan wasn't going to wait for them to arrive at the apartment and fell asleep early.
