Zhuang Shuqing returned to the company, and by the time she had dealt with the miscellaneous tasks that had piled up during her days off, it was already time to clock out.
She drove back to her apartment; it had been a while since she last visited, and dust had settled on the furniture. Resigned, she picked up a rag and started cleaning.
Her phone rang, Zhuang Shuqing glanced at the caller ID, activated the speakerphone and before she could say anything, she was met with an accusatory voice.
"Zhuang Shuqing, what kind of best friend are you? It's been half a month, I texted you and you didn't even bother to reply, can we even continue being friends?"
The complaining voice of Qin Huaixin came from the other end of the phone, making Zhuang Shuqing embarrassed. Indeed, since the incident with Lu Jinyang, she hadn't contacted Qin Huaixin at all.
"This isn't my fault, are you sure you sent me messages?"
