After leaving the Northern Group headquarters, Luo Ziling received a call from Luo Yuqing.
"Ziling, little brother," Luo Yuqing's voice was a bit coquettish, "Care to tell me, is your mood today sunny skies, or stormy weather?"
"Bright sunshine, enough to melt all the snow in Yanjing." Luo Ziling replied irritably, "Don't tell me you're bored again today?"
"How could I possibly be bored?" Luo Yuqing, hearing that Luo Ziling was in a good mood, immediately responded with a cheerful smile, "I just had my hair treated, and I want to have a little one-on-one chat with Zhao Lijing. I think this celebrity is a bit unusual. Why don't you come along with me?"
Luo Ziling teased, "What's the matter? Lost your confidence in front of her? Need a ridiculously handsome guy like me to back you up?"
"Tch," Luo Yuqing sneered at him in disdain, "That description might work for me, but since when has 'ridiculously handsome' become a phrase to describe men?"