"No way, I have a beauty in my arms right now, how can I forget about her for friends? Okay, I admit you're great at not being interested in women, but I can't go a day without my ladies, let's discuss this again... Tomorrow, no, tonight! Can we talk about it tonight, is that okay?"
"Not okay." Li Yuntang's deep voice carried a hint of inexplicable laughter: "I have plans tonight, so there's no room for discussion."
Silently cursing Li Yuntang for being such a ruthless man who also had his romantic moments, Ji Liangchen pretended to sob as he listened to the dial tone from the phone and hung up with a sad face.
Dispirited, he walked back to the bench, sat down with one hand supporting his cheek, his elbow resting on his knee, and glanced sideways at Yan Xiaye, still deep in thought, amused by her earnest expressions.
The feeling of being cared about is always exhilarating, and Ji Liangchen meaningfully curved his lips into a smile.
