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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nThinking this, Qin Zhi’ai looked up slightly and took a look at Jiang Qianqian.

nJiang Qianqian was looking at Qin Zhi’ai at the same time as she was playing with her phone.

nWhen their eyes met, Qin Zhi’ai could tell Jiang Qianqian was quite confident from her look, even though neither of them spoke.

nTruth be told, she saw the pride in Jiang Qianqian.

nJiang Qianqian knew Gu Yusheng didn’t like Qin Zhi’ai and wouldn’t come to pick her up. She also knew Qin Zhi’ai didn’t dare to make a call to Gu Yusheng.

nNo matter what happened, she would be the winner. How could she not be proud?

nQin Zhi’ai had her lips pressed together. She was thinking how it wouldn’t be a big deal if she couldn’t get a ride. She could always call a cab later to get home.

nThinking this, Qin Zhi’ai looked down a bit. She said quietly before Jiang Qianqian could make the call, “Yusheng never said he wouldn’t come to pick me up. He should be on his way already.”

nIt seemed that Jiang Qianqian had gotten what she wanted. She pretended she was surprised and made a noise of understanding. She put away her phone and pretended to look apologetic. “I misunderstood you. I thought Brother Sheng wouldn’t come to pick Sister Kou up. I’m sorry, Sister Kou.”

nQin Zhi’ai curled one corner of her mouth up but didn’t say anything.

nThe rich lady who had asked how would Qin Zhi’ai would get home said with a smile, “Ms. Kou, if Master Gu will come to pick you up, I’m going to leave now.”

n“I am leaving too, bye,” one girl said.

n“Me too, bye,” another said.

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nVery soon, there were only four people left in the private party room—Qin Zhi’ai, Jiang Qianqian, Lin Rong, and Ms. Lu, who was really waiting for her husband to pick her up.

nBecause of the others’ presence, Qin Zhi’ai hadn’t been able to call the cab. She quietly read a magazine on the sofa.

nJiang Qianqian and Lin Rong sat on a nearby sofa and chatted quietly about something. Jiang Qianqian giggled every once a while.

nAfter about half an hour, there was a lightning outside of the window, then a peal of thunder over the building.

nThe weather got worse. The gust blew the trees from side to side, which seemed to blow them off the ground.

nIt started to pour after a while.

nQin Zhi’ai looked up from the magazine and looked at the rain out of the window with her head tilted. She frowned slightly.

nThe party had been held in the suburbs. In addition, it had rained so heavily that it would be hard to get a cab.

nAfter she thought of this, Ms. Lu’s phone rang. She grabbed her purse, said goodbye to everyone, and left hastily.

nAfter Ms. Lu left, Jiang Qianqian and Lin Rong stood up from the sofa and said, “Sister Kou, we should leave now.”

nJiang Qianqian held on to Lin Rong’s arm and rushed out of the private party room. As Jiang Qianqian opened the door and was about to walk out of the room, she turned around to give Qin Zhi’ai a smug smile, then closed the door behind her.

nThe smile Jiang Qianqian had flashed her made Qin Zhi’ai immediately realize that Jiang Qianqian had stayed for so long to wait for the rain to get heavy. She knew it would be hard to get a cab in the heavy rain. She had wanted Qin Zhi’ai to be stuck in the suburbs with no way to get home.

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