C985 Dismissed Dinner

Zhang Muye nodded. He raised the glass in his hand and clinked it with Song Tiantian's, then drank it all in one gulp. After drinking it, Song Tiantian said with a red face,

"Zhang Muye, can you... give me your contact details? If you have time in the future, you can contact me more."

Zhang Muye gave Song Tiantian his contact details and Song Tiantian ran away shyly.

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