Tang Chen's voice deepened. "Who was it?"
Lin Wanwan didn't want to tell him; she had been trying to draw the line between Tang Chen and herself.
Before she hung up, she heard voices in the background.
"Got it." Tang Chen was the one to hang up after his final words.
Lin Wanwan put the phone back in her pocket. Looking at Lu Zhanbei's cold expression, she decided to give up convincing him.
Someone like Lu Zhanbei, who was high and mighty, no one could possibly change his mind.
Back at the Yun Mansion, Lu Zhanbei sent her back to her room after ordering the chefs to make a few of her favorite desserts.
Lin Wanwan questioned, "Weren't you the one who said that I shouldn't eat sweet things in the morning?"
Lu Zhanbei patted her fluffy head, and his eyes were filled with such affection he himself failed to realize was showing.
"You might feel better after you eat."
