The next morning, Zhou Feng appeared in front of Mo Chen to gain a sense of presence. His eyes kept glancing at the mask in Ning Dai's hand.
Ning Dai pretended to forget about the mask yesterday and tried to change the benefits. "Yesterday, you said that the younger generation wants to keep in contact."
Was she giving him Mo Chen's contact information?
Zhou Feng immediately smiled so hard that they couldn't see his eyes. "That's not true. We're still young and have a lot of room for growth. But today, they confiscated our phones and are about to gather."
Ning Dai took out her phone from Mo Chen's pocket. "He'll add you. It's not too late to agree after you get your phone."
"You're really lucky to have such a wife," Zhou Feng teased with a mischievous smile. "The two of you made quite a commotion yesterday. Everyone is dying of envy."
