On the other side.
Ever since Quan Xiuya quit her job and returned to the cramped rental room, she had fallen into a frenzied state.
She obsessively utilized all the connections she could think of to inquire about Xiao Fei's whereabouts, her mind filled with the urgent desire to contact him.
At this moment, even if it meant humbly becoming a "bootlicker" around Xiao Fei, she didn't feel there was anything wrong.
The next day.
Xiao Fei heard from his longtime friend Zhang Bo that Quan Xiuya had been running around last night, asking for his contact information.
From all indications, she hadn't completely given up yet.
Xiao Fei had a calm and composed expression, his tone casual:
"I happened to run into Quan Xiuya yesterday."
Zhang Bo instantly understood, a look of assurance in his eyes: "Got it, leave this matter to me!"
Xiao Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, full of curiosity: "What good idea do you have?"
