Sheng Congzhi in the car was getting a bit impatient.
Just as she was about to get out and check, suddenly the driver's door opened, and Fu Yan got in, carrying his coat and bending down to sit.
The moment Sheng Congzhi narrowed her peach blossom eyes, "What are you doing here?"
Fu Yan pulled over his seat belt, a hint of a smile on his lips, "I'm going with you to buy groceries."
???
Sheng Congzhi, holding back, said, "I've already made plans with Zhou Nan, it's not very nice of you to do this, is it?"
"It's not very nice," Fu Yan nodded, "But there's no helping it, who would have thought that he suddenly couldn't make it."
Sheng Congzhi asked, "Why not?"
"See for yourself on Weibo."
Sheng Congzhi picked up her phone.
Although she had been recording the program these days, she rarely paid attention to Weibo, always feeling it was strange to see her show's various trending searches there.
Especially those involving Fu Yan...
