After returning to school at noon, Qiao Mo began browsing men's suits that had been popular in the last two years, starting to prepare for the second round of the qualifying competition.
Until evening, her phone suddenly rang.
The name Fu Nancheng appeared clearly on the screen, and Qiao Mo was startled for a moment. She looked at her other roommates, then stood up and went to the balcony to answer the call.
"Mr. Fu?"
"Come downstairs."
The deep, cool voice was as domineering as ever.
Before Qiao Mo could speak, he had already hung up.
As she looked up, she saw a black Ferrari parked at the corner not far from the dormitory building.
Seeing this, Qiao Mo didn't ask any more questions. She grabbed a coat and hurried downstairs.
...
Inside the car, Fu Nancheng watched Qiao Mo approaching slowly, feeling somewhat irritated.
He didn't expect to run into her at the mall in the morning, and he had always been afraid she might misunderstand.
