At a quarter past eight in the morning, Zoe Lewis woke up, and her first reaction was to check her phone.
Empty.
Zoe sighed, is this what a boyfriend is?
This isn't even as good as an ordinary friend!
Sometimes Isabella Weaver would even send her a goodnight message at night, but he didn't even send one!
Zoe furiously went to wash up, furiously went to eat breakfast, and furiously went out the door.
She walked to the side of the road with her bag, ready to hail a cab to the driving school, when a Phaeton parked about ten meters away drove over.
The car window rolled down, revealing the handsome face of Zuo Hong: "Mia."
Zoe widened her eyes, he still remembered to come?!
Is this how you pursue someone?
"What's wrong? Looking at me with such an admiring gaze."
Zoe gritted her teeth, is he blind? Where can he see admiration from her? Doesn't he see she's ready to bite?
"You've got the wrong person, sir, I don't know you."
