After getting close to Xiaoli for a while and leaving contact information, Qin Hao carried Zhu Biao's body and walked out.
Zhu Biao was tall and strong, while the café was full of delicate young women.
Qin Hao felt it was better for him to handle the task of carrying a "corpse".
Just as he stepped outside, a figure approached him.
Three minutes earlier, Zhang Kang had received a group message from Qian Jinhua.
"Qin Hao is at the maid café, hurry!"
So, the closest Zhang Kang arrived at the scene first.
"Damn Qin Hao, to win Qian Jinhua's heart, you must die!"
Zhang Kang was filled with resentment, as he reached the café door and saw someone coming out.
Instantly, his mouth dropped open, and his eyes almost popped out.
To be precise, he saw two people.
Except one of them was being carried.
The person being carried was a familiar face, Zhu Biao.
And the one carrying him was his rival, Qin Hao.
"What's going on?"
Zhang Kang exclaimed.
Zhu Biao actually got carried out?
