100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in Chapter 16.2: Quenching Your Thirst With Poison Will Bankrupt You (2)

Since it was outside her working hours, Ji Fanyin couldn’t be bothered to talk to him. Her gaze swept across Bai Zhou as if he was a mere stranger, and she walked away right after collecting her Chili Oil Bon Bon Chicken.

But barely after she had taken a couple of steps, Bai Zhou suddenly caught up with her and asked with a suppressed voice, “Are you going to meet Song Shiyu?”

Ji Fanyin blinked.

Her dress style was considerably different from Ji Xinxin, so it wasn’t really surprising that Bai Zhou would deduce so.

Bai Zhou shot a glance at Ji Fanyin’s phone screen, which was still on the review she had meticulously edited, and saw a line of words: It has been long since I felt such deep sorrow over a single remark.

It was immediately made apparent to him that she had suffered some grievances over at Song Shiyu’s side, and he snorted in disdain.

Under Bai Zhou’s intent stare, Ji Fanyin calmly switched off her phone screen and slipped it into her pocket. “Same as yesterday, I got off work in advance because my client has something up.”

Bai Zhou slipped his hands into his pockets and sneered, “So, you cried because Song Shiyu dumped you?”

Ji Fanyin knew that he was having a major misunderstanding here, but she really couldn’t really be bothered to clarify it—provided that he was willing to listen at all.

“Do you like him that much? If that’s the case, why don’t you find a way to snatch him over?” said Bai Zhou.

Ji Fanyin understood right away that Bai Zhou was intending to use her to get rid of one of his love rivals. She gave it some thought before replying with a strained tone, “He’d have already fallen in love with me if that was possible.”

Bai Zhou was exasperated by her lack of motivation.

Ji Fanyin calmly took out the cheapest seaweed skewer and offered it to him. “It’s a coincidence that we met here. A special benefit for a returning customer, I’ll share one with you.”

“I don’t want it,” Bai Zhou coldly rejected her offer.

Ji Fanyin couldn’t be bothered to ask again out of politeness, so she retracted her hand

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