"If there's fate, I believe we'll definitely meet again!" Ye Chen smiled faintly.
"Fate..." Zhao Zimo chewed on a finger, pondering for a long time before sighing and saying, "Young master, are you displeased with me, or..."
Thinking of this, Zhao Zimo instantly flashed a smile and said, "If I meet the young master again, wouldn't that mean it's fate? Hehe, young master, I will definitely meet you again!"
Zhao Zimo immediately waved her hand, dressed in a beautiful and pretty flight attendant uniform, and shouted to Ye Chen, "Goodbye, young master!"
"Goodbye!" Ye Chen didn't look back, then waved his hand towards Zhao Zimo.
