Although it was just a few ordinary lines of conversation, Lu Jincheng still heard a lot of information from it.
Information that couldn't be received across the ocean.
"Her mom bought you clothes?"
In the video call, the man repeated the other party's statement again.
"This, ah... it's a long story."
In the video, Zhou Sinin picked up her phone again, leaning against the head of the bed, drew up her knees, and naturally rested her delicate chin on them.
"It was my mom who first bought her a gift, and she had a good excuse, after all, last semester I often stayed at her house, and she often took care of me."
"My mom gave her a handbag, and Aunt Lin reciprocated the favor."
"But you know, they are both pretty astute. Maybe they sensed some awkwardness between us and just used it as an excuse to buy something."
"I'm just guessing, though."
The brunette stretched a curvaceous yawn, her dimples brimming with a smile, resembling blossoming spring flowers.
