Zhao Yaqian was completely confused at the time, but now she gradually understood.
"Buzz buzz buzz—" The phone suddenly vibrated.
[Xue: "Qianqian, how's it going?"]
Zhao Yaqian quickly typed back: "Very smoothly, we're friends now, I guess. And we've finalized the collaboration."
[Xue: "Oh, that's good. By the way, there's one more thing. How about staying at my place tomorrow night?"]
Zhao Yaqian: "(^.^) Sure, I'm recently hooked on Bei Yuwei's new series, it's super good. Let's binge-watch together."
[Xue: "Well, we can binge-watch anytime. I'm heading to London soon and will be away for a while. I mean, we, along with Tang Song, could drink, chat, and play a few rounds of Dou Dizhu."]
Seeing this message, Zhao Yaqian's cheeks instantly turned red.
She guiltily turned the phone screen face down and subconsciously glanced at Zhang Yurong nearby.
Biting her lip, she sneakily sent back an OK emoji.
But her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.
