5:30 in the afternoon, the winter dusk was already deep.
Xu Nan, who had been waiting at the company for half an hour without seeing Shen Qiang or receiving a call from him, walked out of the company with a disappointed look. She glanced around the company surroundings, but still didn't see Shen Qiang. She couldn't help pulling out her phone and scrolling to Shen Qiang's number.
But after some thought, she withdrew her hand from the dial button.
"He didn't come to pick me up, nor did he call me, probably because something came up," Xu Nan consoled herself inwardly, yet she couldn't help but cast her lovely eyes toward the opposite Happy Cash, hoping Shen Qiang would appear there smiling in the next moment.
Thinking about it, she kept warning herself that it was impossible, pondering whether to wait a while longer — who knows, maybe Shen Qiang would come?
But what if he doesn't come?
Waiting foolishly would be a joke?
