155: So fond of fearing that the world is not chaotic_6

Xiao Ai's lips curved into a faint smile.

"Do you want me to find someone to send these photos to Fu Qiye?" Mi Siwen continued.

"No need," Xiao Ai gently waved a finger, "Keep them for now, I have a bigger use for them."

"Okay," Mi Siwen nodded.

"Brother Wen, shall we go? What's arranged for the afternoon?" Xiao Ai stepped forward, her high heels clacking loudly against the floor, exuding the aura of a cool and distant beauty—after all, that was the image she cultivated.

"We have to attend a reality show in the afternoon," Mi Siwen seemed to remember something and added, "Oh right, while you were in the restroom, someone named Bai Huashang called you."

"Give me my phone," Xiao Ai reached out to Mi Siwen.

Mi Siwen handed the phone over to Xiao Ai.

After taking the phone, Xiao Ai didn't call back immediately but opened WeChat. Sure enough, as soon as she logged in, she saw the message Bai Huashang had sent.