"Do you have time today? I'd like to have a chat with you!" Chen Xiaoyi's voice betrayed no emotion.
Luo Ziling went straight to the point and asked Chen Xiaoyi, "Is it about your brother?"
Chen Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment but did not deny it: "Yes."
"Well, let's talk after dinner then," Luo Ziling did not refuse Chen Xiaoyi's request, "I was just about to have dinner."
"Alright," Chen Xiaoyi didn't waste any more words, "then call me later, don't stand me up."
After hanging up the phone, Luo Ziling looked at his cell phone with a wry smile.
He pondered what Chen Xiaoyi would say when she saw him later, and how he should respond to Chen Xiaoyi's questions.
Soon, Ling Ruonan and Wuyue emerged from the kitchen.
Dinner was all of Luo Ziling's favorite dishes. Having been quite hungry already, Luo Ziling's stomach grumbled, subconsciously making its presence known.
