Feng Wanfeng's beautiful face bore a charming smile, "An Lin, for all our health, you better not tire yourself out. If Qin Mu cooks, we'll all go, right, Yang."
Tang Yang was taken aback for a moment.
Because of the way Feng Wanfeng addressed him.
How many years had it been since he last heard her call him that.
As soon as she spoke, Feng Wanfeng immediately realized her mistake. Seeing Tang Yang in a daze, she also felt embarrassed.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Feng Wanfeng quickly lowered her head, using the action of taking out her phone to disguise her embarrassment.
However, when she saw there were no numbers on the phone screen, just a blank caller ID, her expression changed slightly.
Watching the subtle changes on her face, Tang Yang narrowed his sharp eyes slightly and turned his head to see her phone.
"It might be him."
Feng Wanfeng gripped the phone a bit nervously.
