At the same time, at Lan Pavilion.
Jiang Xianrou hung up the call. Her eyes darkened and she looked a little cold.
Seeing that she didn't look too good, her friend beside her asked her in a whisper, "Xianrou, what's wrong? Who called just now?"
Jiang Xianrou shook her head and forced herself to say perfunctorily, "It's nothing. It was a call from the school."
"Oh." She did not ask further upon hearing that it was some school matters. She turned around and continued singing with the others.
Jiang Xianrou sat alone in the corner of the private room, feeling uncomfortable.
She sat for a few minutes and then checked on Qin Si's WeChat message on her cell phone. She sent another message to ask Qin Si out to play yesterday, but he still had not replied!
It was quite a slap in the face.
At least before Qiao Nian came to Beijing, Qin Si had never treated her like this. He was too cold and distant now.
