"Zhou Wang, Suisui, and Xixi, I might have to leave a bit early."
Wang Xiaoxiao said to the three with a smile.
"Ah, but it's only nine o'clock, it's not late at all. Xiaoxiao, won't you hang out a bit more?"
Hua Suisui glanced at her phone and asked, puzzled, "Don't tell me you're already sleepy, because I won't believe it!"
"No, I'm just not feeling well. And since we have a meeting tomorrow, I'm worried I won't be in good shape, so I thought I'd go back to the hotel to rest..."
Wang Xiaoxiao explained, then looked at Zhou Wang, "Zhou Wang, is that okay?"
In response to Wang Xiaoxiao's seemingly consultative inquiry, Zhou Wang just gave a faint smile.
At least she still remembered she had a "mission"...
But since she mentioned not feeling well, what else could Zhou Wang say? Besides, he had already lost interest in Wang Xiaoxiao—frankly, the two of them hadn't exchanged more than twenty sentences tonight, most of which were small talk.