"Male."
Fang Yu tentatively asked, "Is his last name Jiang?"
Zeng Keqin's hand froze.
Liu Ying clapped her hands. "Look at her reaction, it's him for sure."
Wang Chunyue: "I knew it! What's going on between you two? Why did he call you when he was drunk? What did you do?"
"He was just drunk. I sent him back. We did nothing."
Liu Ying stroked her chin. "I think there's something between you."
Zeng Keqin's heart tightened. "What do you mean?"
"I suspect..." Liu Ying smirked mischievously. "He's interested in you."
Zeng Keqin denied it seriously. "Impossible."
"Why not? He interrupted you and Liao Junyu in the cafeteria, glaring like he wanted to devour him. And when you didn't go to karaoke, he also found an excuse not to go. Too much of a coincidence."
"He's not interested in me. It's definitely not what you think."
"Then what is it?"
Zeng Keqin opened her mouth but couldn't tell them about the photo theft, and she couldn't involve them.
"It's just not what you think."
She grabbed her pajamas. "I'm going to take a shower."
"Don't go! We're not finished!"
Zeng Keqin quickly walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
She turned on the faucet. Hot water enveloped her body, drowning out the sounds outside and the heat on her cheeks.
When she came out, the dorm lights were off. Only the desk lamp cast a small patch of light.
Zeng Keqin lay in bed, thinking about what they had said. The more she thought, the more absurd it seemed. She simply pulled the covers over her head and went to sleep.
The next day, Zeng Keqin arrived at the law firm. Qiao Meng was already at her desk, handing her a cup of Americano.
"Morning, Xiaoke! Did you not sleep well last night?"
"Morning, thanks. Not really." Zeng Keqin took the coffee. The dark circles under her eyes were faintly visible.
She took out her laptop from her canvas bag, her fingers brushing against a rectangular hard object. She paused.
It felt like a phone.
She pulled it out curiously. It was entirely black, without even a protective case.
Was this... Jiang Shiyu's?
She had stuffed his phone into her bag at the KTV yesterday and forgotten about it.
During lunch, her phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello?"
"It's me." The voice on the other end was indeed Jiang Shiyu's.
Zeng Keqin got straight to the point. "Your phone is with me."
"What time do you get off work?"
"Six."
"Okay."
He hung up.
Zeng Keqin continued eating. Qiao Meng asked curiously, "Who was that? A guy?"
Without looking up, Zeng Keqin replied, "A friend."
Qiao Meng mysteriously pulled a Tarot card from her pocket. "Want me to read your recent love fortune?"
"No, thanks."
Despite that, Qiao Meng drew a card anyway. "Wow! The Empress! Your love luck is strong. You'll attract a kind, gentle, mature guy..."
Before she could finish, Zeng Keqin stood up. "I'm full."
The afternoon passed quickly. Lawyer Zou hadn't assigned many tasks these days, so she finished early and packed up.
"I'm leaving first."
"Okay." Qiao Meng's eyes sparkled. "Remember to pay attention to the gentle and mature type!"
What gentle and mature? She just wanted to find the scammer and clear her name.
As she stepped out of the building, her attention was immediately caught by the person at the entrance.
Jiang Shiyu was riding a matte black motorcycle.
He wore a vintage American-style embroidered leather jacket, black pants, and combat boots, one long leg propping him up, his posture relaxed.