"The birthday banquet preparations are already..."
"The night view here is beautiful!"
Zhuo Jian was about to report on the banquet hall arrangements when Fu Yanye suddenly interrupted her.
"Hmm!"
Zhuo Jian paused, then hesitantly agreed.
"Shall I bring you here next time?"
Fu Yanye added.
Zhuo Jian suddenly fell silent, afraid he would say something he shouldn't.
"Are you still afraid of me even from so far away?"
Unable to endure her prolonged silence, Fu Yanye asked her.
"No, I was thinking about the flowers for the banquet hall."
Zhuo Jian attempted to change the subject.
"Then think carefully. I might only be able to return on Grandpa's birthday. If there's anything that needs my decision, just call me."
Fu Yanye spoke smoothly.
"Okay! Let's leave it at that!"
"Zhuo Jian!"
Just as Zhuo Jian was about to hang up, he called her again.
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to put the phone back to her ear, only to hear his intoxicatingly deep voice, "I miss you a little!"