The incident with the hair flying towards Duan Yiyang had already made Qi Zhiyi feel very awkward, and her best friend just added fuel to the fire at this moment:
"Zhiyi, I didn't expect your hair to like my brother so much. Although you didn't add each other on WeChat before, it's still a special kind of fate."
Qi Zhiyi wished she could cover her friend's mouth—what kind of fate could she and Duan Yiyang possibly have!
Even knowing her felt like bad luck.
At this moment, Duan Yinuo's boyfriend, sitting beside her, asked softly, "Why did they want to add each other on WeChat, and why didn't they agree?"
"Didn't I already tell you? Did you forget?" Duan Yinuo frowned.
The man suddenly seemed to remember, "I remember now. You wanted to introduce her to your brother as a girlfriend, but your brother didn't agree."
"What's with your memory?"
"If it's not related to you, I'm not that interested."
