Chapter 1791 Could It Be that You Missed Me?

The members of the Law Department were still immersed in the joy of victory. Even A Yao was affected by this emotion. His delicate face was a little softer. A tall man was dancing and talking to him. He even smiled.

Qing'er saw it and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

However, the next second, Qing'er watched them all leave from the athletes' special passage... left...

From beginning to end, A Yao didn't look back, as if he had completely forgotten that she was still sitting in the audience area.

The smile on Qing'er's face froze. With a "snap", she directly crushed a bag of potato chips!

Xu Ziyue was startled: "Qing'er, what's wrong?"

As she said, Xu Ziyue looked in the direction of her gaze and just saw the back of the last basketball player.

"Ahem..." She understood it instantly, thought about it and said, "Maybe he plans to come to see you after changing clothes."

Qing'er sneered and turned her head fiercely: "Go!"

This stinky boy, playing hard to get should be stopped!

She should teach him a lesson!

Xu Ziyue was a little helpless and a little regretful: "Hey... I think if Arthur knew that you had guessed that everything today was arranged by him, he would definitely not dare to do this..."

Xu Ziyue regretted that she shouldn't have admitted it just now. She didn't expect that this woman who had always been careless about emotional issues would suddenly be so sharp.

Qing'er snorted: "The result is the same!"

Xu Ziyue was speechless, her hand quietly touched the bag, but Qing'er had seen her action and looked at her coldly: "If you dare to tell him, I will break up with you."

Xu Ziyue had to raise his hands to show his innocence.

...

After winning, of course, the party is indispensable. Although A Yao is not interested, as the captain, he can't refuse it at all.

It's just that since he came out of the locker room, he returned to the gymnasium, but the audience had already left, leaving only a few cleaners who were cleaning.

He took the phone in his hand and spun it around, as if waiting for a message, but the call or text message he was expecting never came until a teammate found him and patted him on the shoulder excitedly: "Hey, Arthur! The car has arrived, let's go! I don't know how many hot girls are waiting for us tonight!"

A Yao pursed his lips, put away the phone, and said "hmm" lightly.

...

That night, Qing'er lay on the bed, flipping through the address book, and soon she found the number she wanted.

She dialed it without hesitation.

The phone rang only three times before it was picked up. The man's deep and gentle voice sounded, with a hint of surprise: "Qing'er? Why did you think of calling me?"

"I haven't contacted you for a long time." Qing'er smiled, "When will you come to New York on a business trip? Come to Princeton to see me."

The man on the other end of the phone laughed: "What's wrong? If you encounter any trouble, it won't be my turn to ask for help... Could it be that you miss me?"

"No?" Qing'er said confidently, "Don't talk nonsense, are you coming or not?"

"Miss Ji has spoken, how dare I disobey?" The man sighed lightly, "I'll ask my assistant to book the ticket now."

"Okay, send me the flight information after booking, and I'll pick you up at the airport!" Qing'er said with a smile.