Fake Daughter Is Rich Again? novel Chapter 1078

Indeed, Jiang Xianrou replied quickly.

[How about tomorrow? I want to treat everyone to a meal tomorrow. We haven't gathered in a long time.]

Zhang Yang smiled indifferently and restrained the disdain and frivolity in his gaze. As he took out his car key and opened the car door, he replied to the message on his phone with one hand. His attitude was similar to before.

[Tomorrow? I'm sorry, Miss Jiang. I might not have time tomorrow.]

Zhang Yang sent the message. He thought that with Jiang Xianrou's character, she would never reply to him again.

Unexpectedly, he had just gotten into the car and started the accelerator when the phone he had thrown aside rang again.

He was a little impatient. He picked it up and opened the message.

It was actually from Jiang Xianrou. [When are you free? I'll pick a time when you're free to ask the others out.]

Zhang Yang stared at his phone for a long time and confirmed that the WeChat profile picture was correct. It was Jiang Xianrou herself.

He slowly returned to his senses, but he only placed his phone aside again and did not care.

He had no intention of replying to the message at all!

At the same time, at Lan Pavilion.

Jiang Xianrou had just reached the door.

More than ten minutes had passed since she sent the message, but there was no response from the other party. Zhang Yang's profile picture was also silent.

Her expression became ugly as she stopped in her tracks. She bit her lips until they turned white.

What did Zhang Yang mean?

Was he cutting ties with her?

She had basically been sending unilateral messages to Qin Si ever since Qiao Nian's school promotion banquet. His attitude toward her was much colder, and he only replied to her occasionally.

The latest message was still from three days ago. She had sent a message to ask him out for a meal, but Qin Si had not replied to her yet...

Jiang Xianrou's beautiful eyes flickered, and she felt even more uncomfortable.

Coincidentally, her friend as she walked to the private room, "By the way, is school about to start?"

"Soon," Jiang Xianrou replied casually as she looked at her phone.

Her friend did not care and said with interest, "In the past, Qing University would hold a school opening ceremony to welcome new students. Sometimes, they would even invite celebrities. What about this year? Will it be held?"

Jiang Xianrou did not speak.

Her friend tilted her head again and smiled. "Remember to save a seat for me if the school will be holding an opening ceremony this year."