Han Qi put on a face, but what they said was also the truth.
"I have to go on a sudden business trip tomorrow, I'll leave in the morning and come back in the evening, I won't have time to pick up the calligraphy and painting, so after you pick it up for me, can you also deliver it on your way?"
Nan Jiaojiao was suspicious, "Is it really that simple?"
"How complicated can it be, could I possibly trick you?"
She snorted with laughter, "Do you believe that yourself?"
Han Qi stared at her face, cold as frost, and burst into laughter, "It's okay if you don't agree, but you owe me a favor. You can keep it and return it another time if you want."
Nan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at him, "The address."
Han Qi sighed pitifully, "Are you that eager to cut ties with me?"
No one responded to him, and he didn't hold much hope. He sent the address to her phone.
The dinner was awkward. After finishing, the two women left without Han Qi.