In the darkness, Xu Yao narrowed her eyes.
Her eyes were filled with scheming expressions.
He ziteng, who was sleeping at the side, did not expect that he had already walked into Xu Yao’s trap.
In a moment, Xu Yao gently lifted the blanket, walked out of the door, and opened her phone.
In the inbox, there was an unfamiliar text message.
[ Yaoyao, long time no see. ]
Although the person who came did not mention his name, Xu Yao suddenly thought of him.
Her eyes were slightly red.
After a long while, Xu Yao slowly pressed the delete button.
The next second, a new text message came in.
It was still an unfamiliar number.
[ Yaoyao, I still love you. ]
[ tomorrow at 3:30 p.m. , let’s meet at the coffee shop on the road. ]
After browsing through it, Xu Yao pressed the delete button again.
In the room, he ziteng was still sleeping soundly.
On the other side.
At the CEN residence.
Cen Shaoqing’s office.