When Han Lie returned to the school entrance, the Phantom from Pan Ge's household was already waiting across the street.
He circled to the back and opened the car door. Pan Ge fixed him with an intensely sharp gaze, scrutinizing him, her skepticism unconcealed.
It was the same old question—
"Why didn't you go back to the dorm again?"
After so long, the question had lost its element of surprise, and Han Lie wasn't the least bit flustered.
"I went to play cards with Zhou Ci and Dan Zihao. Gave them both a good thrashing, and it made me feel a lot better."
It wasn't just that his mood had improved... Heh heh.
Pan Ge seemed to believe him, or perhaps she merely buried her doubts. Either way, she didn't press further and began to talk about the dinner engagement for the day.
"My father wants you to meet a vice president from SAIC today. His name is Dou Mingde. He's my dad's university classmate and also a local native.
