"Hello?" "What is it?" Wen Ruoxi coldly asked Tang Xuhua and leaned against the window.
"Ruo Xi... "Are you almost there?" With Wen Jiaqi, Ren Jiaoqian, and the oily middle-aged man's gaze on him, Tang Xuhua suppressed the panic in his heart and pretended to be calm.
"It's about time. There's about ten minutes left. "What is it that you can't say on the phone that you must meet?" Wen Ruoxi asked impatiently. With this time of meeting, she wanted to find a place to date Tang Yihan two people and cultivate their relationship.
"It's not convenient. You' ll know when you come." Tang Xuhua eyes looked at Wen Jiaqi and saw a satisfied expression in Wen Jiaqi eyes.
"Yeah, that's it." Wen Ruoxi hung up impatiently.
The taxi drove to the front of the Shuimu Grand Hotel and Wen Ruoxi walked in
