Yang Zixin was smoking, looking somewhat dumbfounded at his friend, who was giddily spinning around.
It was just a phone call, was it necessary to be as happy as a child who got candy?
Just as Xia Weibao was about to impatiently hang up the phone, Long Xuanye finally, with an excited heart, carefully and preciously pressed the answer button.
"Baby, are you looking for me?"
The term "baby" made Xia Weibao feel somewhat nauseated.
Her tone cooled a bit, "I thought seriously about what you said yesterday. Let's meet, we'll talk in person."
"Alright, alright, I'll come to pick you up. We can talk about anything you want."
"No need, go to the back mountain at the end of the Ten-mile Gallery, I don't want anyone to know we're meeting."
After saying this, she didn't wait for Long Xuanye to reply, and directly hung up.
Long Xuanye turned his head, "She asked me to meet her."
She finally agreed to meet him.
