Qin Hao was stunned, his eyes wide open as he looked at Xia Qing, who was only inches away.
Without waiting for Qin Hao to respond, she instantly stepped away from him, her pretty face turning bright red.
She had walked over a dozen steps before she made up her mind.
Xia Qing said shyly, "This is the gift I've been preparing for a long time."
Qin Hao stared at her, dumbfounded; he had not expected Xia Qing's gift to be this.
"I know you're busy, so I won't take up more of your time. I'm going back," Xia Qing turned and left after speaking.
Qin Hao: "Let me walk you out."
"No need." Xia Qing now felt her cheeks burning.
If she stayed any longer with Qin Hao, she wouldn't know what to say.
After Xia Qing left, Qin Hao stood there, watching her figure until she was long gone, yet he still did not move.
After a long while, Qin Hao left; he drove to the Qingfeng Tea House and then made a phone call to Zhao Qian.
Because he had not kept Zhao Dongqiang's mobile number.