Li Zisheng, who was sitting on the balcony enjoying the evening breeze, never expected that this woman would take the initiative to call him.
The unexpected call made him hesitate for a few seconds, as if he was organizing his opening remarks in his mind; he barely picked up the phone before the ringing stopped.
After thinking about countless opening remarks, he only managed a faint "Hello."
Su Nian had long lost any romantic feelings for him, to the point where she almost forgot that they had dated for a while.
That period of time seemed so pale now that all that remained were trivial memories that were fading away.
"Li Zisheng, where are you?"
"Home." Li Zisheng still didn't understand why she was asking this.
Su Nian immediately followed with the question: "Is Li Yihao your son?!"
It turned out to be about Li Yihao, but how did she know Haohao?
Unsure of her motives for calling, he replied faintly, "Yes."