Staring intently at him, he remained composed and said, "Okay, wait a bit. I'll hurry over..."
On the other end, the voice, even more charming, asked, "What do you like to eat? Anything you particularly favor?"
"Whatever you decide, I'm not picky."
"I remember you like F Country cuisine. There's an excellent F Country chef here..."
"Thank you. I appreciate the effort. See you soon."
"Okay, I'll be waiting. Don't rush. Drive carefully... Donglin, see you soon."
"Goodbye."
TSK, TSK, TSK, how intimate, how coy. Truly befitting an actress, it was enough to give her goosebumps.
Donglin—Donglin—was there really any need to call him so affectionately?
Yan Xixi placed his phone aside for him, but he remained as cool as a cucumber.
What was going on? Could someone showing signs of infidelity behave so nonchalantly? A thought struck her. This guy has had special training; perhaps he's intentionally trying to create confusion.
