Sitting on the plane back to Hengcheng, Zhao Bin thought about what happened yesterday, with a trace of regret on his face. If it weren't for Wang Peng's appearance, maybe Zhao Bin would have a chance to have something with Wang Ya.

The monkey took a look at Zhao Bin on the other side, and some of his words ceased. Finally, he sighed.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Bin, naturally aware of the other party's inappropriateness, looked at the other side and asked.

"I don't know whether to say it or not. I'm afraid it will affect your mood when you go back." The monkey said with some embarrassment.

"Well, there's nothing...