2045 Negotiation

"Hello, Luoluo."

"Where did you go? Are you alright? When are you coming down?"

The light on her face suddenly dimmed. Ye Qingqiu took a deep breath and said, "It's fine. Wait for me for a while more. I'll be down soon."

"Hurry up then."

"Okay."

Ye Qingqiu hung up and placed her phone in her bag. Her palms were already covered in cold sweat.

"Miss Ye, it's true that we're fated, right?"

Qin Hao seemed very calm at this moment, as if he wasn't the one who had appeared here.

Ye Qingqiu forced herself to calm down. She smiled and walked towards him slowly.

"Did Young Master Qin come to the wrong place?"

Qin Jianjia chuckled and said, "Of course not. It's a rare weekend. Why is Miss Ye here at this time?"

Ye Qingqiu didn't say anything. After a while, she asked, "You don't seem to mind being caught by me."

Qin Hao sat on the desk with his legs crossed, looking relaxed.