"Zhao Ge, what's up?"
Zhao Dafa leaned over to grab a bag from the backseat of the car and handed it to her, "This is for you."
Shen Hongmei took it and saw it was a pager.
She looked at Zhao Dafa, bewildered, "Zhao Ge, why are you giving me this?"
"Consider it an apology from me."
"An apology?"
Zhao Dafa looked at her: "I didn't know Zhou Hui had caused you trouble before; after I found out, I felt guilty about it."
Shen Hongmei breathed a sigh of relief without understanding why.
From the moment she took the pager until just now, her heart had been in her throat, filled with anxiety.
"It's okay, Zhao Ge, it was also my carelessness for losing my earring in your car and causing a misunderstanding with Sister Hui."
Hearing her say that, Zhao Dafa's gaze involuntarily fell on her ears.
On her fair earlobes hung silver hoops the size of a fingernail, quite cute.