'Mr. Bo, you really misunderstood.' Zhou Jiaqiao smiled quietly, looked up at Grace and said clearly, 'I really just want to make friends with Grace. There is no other meaning.'

'She doesn't need friends like you.' Leaving this sentence behind, Carl pushed Zhou Jiaqiao away, turned and grabbed Grace by the arm, dragging her out of the compartment.

Grace shook off his hand and twisted his eyebrows slightly. 'Carl, what do you want? A good birthday party, do you have to do ...