Cao Xiaorui looked at Ji Yuanyuan's hurried back and muttered in surprise, "Acting so mysterious."
When Ji Yuanyuan came out of the canteen, Gao Qionghui had already sent Gu Zhiyan's phone number over.
"When Cao Xiangrong was drunk, I secretly saved the number from his phone. If you can get in touch with her, tell her that I'm sorry for ruining her wedding."
Looking at the pile of text sent by Gao Qionghui, Ji Yuanyuan sighed in relief.
It seemed that Gao Qionghui had thought things through.
"Alright," she replied.
After replying, she hesitated for a moment before calling the number.
She didn't know if Gu Zhiyan would see her, but she had to do something to make up for the people she had hurt.
The phone rang for a long time. Just when Ji Yuanyuan thought that the other party would not pick up, the call was picked up.
"Hello, who is it?" Gu Zhiyan's voice was a little hoarse.
