"President, I'll go busy myself then."
"Go ahead," Nangong Bing waved her hand.
She closed her eyes, meditating on the many things that had happened during this period, as if it were all a dream.
After a while, she picked up the phone and dialed a number, her heart felt a faint sweetness as she looked at the displayed number.
It took about ten seconds for the call to be answered.
"Are you free tonight?" Though Nangong Bing was asking for the other person's opinion, her naturally cold disposition meant she never knew what tenderness was.
There was a pause on the other end of the line.
"Are you free tonight?" Nangong Bing lightly parted her lips and asked again.
"Is there something tonight?" Lin Zifeng asked in surprise from the other end of the phone.
"I, I'd like to invite you to dinner. Do, do you have time?" After thinking for a long time, Nangong Bing still mustered up a bit of courage to ask.