Chapter Sixty-Two: What Exactly Is There to Be Angry About

Having come this far, Yuan Zhong had no choice but to steel himself and step forward. Miao Shu was, as always, in high spirits and waved energetically from afar. “Hello, beautiful!”

The word “beautiful” made Qi Leyu raise an eyebrow.

“I—I brought you the materials,” Yuan Zhong said, carefully taking out a bulging envelope and handing it to Miao Shu, holding it low.

A sharp gleam flashed in Miao Shu’s eyes as he grinned, took the envelope without a care, and slipped it casually into his pocket. “What a coincidence! Let’s eat together. I have a sponsor footing the bill.”

“No need, no need. I already made plans with someone,” Yuan Zhong refused without hesitation. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Lin Hui had found a seat elsewhere and hadn’t come over. Thank goodness…