Having had the previous experience.
Wen Jin did not believe Jing Xiaocha's answer.
"Has Shi Tian asked you out many times?"
Wen Jin's voice was calm and indifferent, without any discernible emotion, and across the phone, Jing Xiaocha couldn't see his current expression.
After a slight hesitation, Jing Xiaocha replied, "No, today his friend read my novel, said they really liked it, and wanted to meet me in person."
Jing Xiaocha wasn't lying; that was exactly what Shi Tian had said on the phone.
Silence lingered on the phone.
Wen Jin said nothing, and Jing Xiaocha didn't know what to say either.
But she held the phone in silence.
Only the sounds of each other's breathing were heard, and after a while, Wen Jin asked as if unintentionally, "You really don't remember what happened after you got drunk last night?"
"I don't remember."
Jing Xiaocha's tone was very innocent.
She truly couldn't recall anything; her memory after drinking was completely blank.
