Jiang Xinyu pushed her bicycle and walked out.
"Xinyu, Jiang Xinyu."
Helplessly stopped, "Kong Mengjie, you're heading home? You won't catch the ride, will you?"
"Yeah, I have some things today, so I won't be going back. What time are you leaving tomorrow?"
"Eight o'clock. If you're not going back, just stay in the dormitory; it's not safe outside."
"Okay, I know. I'll ride with you tomorrow, so I'll have some company."
"Alright, anything else?"
"Xinyu, are you in a hurry?"
"No, it's just that after work, I want to go home and rest. It's getting late, so I'll head off now." There's no interest in taking Kong Mengjie home, and soon enough, she'd start hinting about wanting to go to my place.
Kong Mengjie watched Jiang Xinyu's departing figure, seething with resentment. However, thinking about the person she was going to meet tonight, a smile crept onto her face.
"Mengjie, Mengjie, what are you doing? Weren't you going home today?"
