C157 Zhao Mengqian's Beauty

Qin Fen couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern. Was the young girl in some kind of trouble?

With a sense of urgency, he quickly dialed Zhao Mengyue's number and the call connected almost immediately.

"Hey, Qin, what kept you busy yesterday? Why didn't you set up your stall? Didn't your school give you a break?" Zhao Mengyue inquired, her voice laced with concern.

Qin Fen nodded, replying