The cellphone was on speaker, and Tang Li's unexpected question added a touch of intimacy to the spacious office.
It had a hint of flattery, as if waiting for someone to take the bait.
This little thing always finds a way to burrow into people's hearts.
Song Baiyan turned off the cellphone speaker and gestured for Ji Ming to leave first, "Is the dinner over?"
"You guess." Tang Li threw the question back to him.
Song Baiyan held a cigarette in his mouth but didn't light it immediately. Hearing Tang Li's teasing, a slight smile appeared on his face, though his tone remained calm and steady: "Guess what."
"...Didn't I just say it?"
A few seconds later, the girl's voice came through the receiver: "I haven't been to Tan Palace for so long, did you miss me?"
That question felt as if it was whispered secretly under the covers.
With a little mischief and a lot of sincerity.
Song Baiyan held the cigarette between his fingers, then spoke: "It'd be a lie to say I didn't miss you."
