"What's wrong, Xiao Mo?" Long Shangxuan asked, noticing the other party had stopped speaking, and a hint of his concern inadvertently showed.
"Okay, see you at noon," Hua Xiaomo said with a beaming smile, quickly adding, "You don't need to pick me up. Just send me the address, and I'll make my own way there."
"Hmm, alright. I'll text you the restaurant address in a bit. Gotta go, be good, Xiao Mo," Long Shangxuan said tenderly, then hung up the phone.
The phrase "be good" sounded exceptionally ambiguous. Hua Xiaomo held the phone in that same position for a long moment, her gaze instantly misting over.
Brother Long...
At that moment, all the beautiful scenery outside the window seemed irrelevant; her ears and mind were filled only with him.
Suddenly, a flurry of sounds arose from behind her.
"Yu Bao, prepare this document later."
"Oh, sure, President Qi."
"Ms. Zhang, help me arrange lunch with President Wang from Xingda today."
"Yes, President Qi."
