Hanging Up? (1)

"Someone else's seat? I'm sorry, I didn't know."

Chen Qiyue hurriedly stood up and wanted to change his position, but it was too late.

A short-haired girl with dyed purple hair walked in. She held a bag of chocolate bars in one hand and a stick in her mouth. She had a cold expression as she ate and walked over.

The girl, who looked to be in her twenties, stood coldly in front of Chen Qiyue and looked up at him.

"You took my seat. Why? Do you want to challenge me?"

Chen Qiyue saw that the girl was stunned and immediately moved aside. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that this seat was occupied."

Hearing Chen Qiyue's words, the girl raised her eyebrows and sized him up. "You didn't know? You're the only intern Feeder who's so late and didn't come?"

"You're quite handsome, but you're a little arrogant. Do you want to challenge me? If you don't, how about I challenge you?"

"Let me see if this late fellow really has the strength."