Just then, Wang Han's cellphone suddenly rang. She immediately stood up and said, "Quiet, everyone! It's Chongming calling!"
She answered the call and said cheerfully, "Why are you calling me? Weren't you giving me the cold shoulder?"
"Han, I know I was wrong," Zhou Chongming's voice came from the other end. "Please give me a chance. Where are you? I'll come find you now."
Seeing Zhou Chongming apologize, Wang Han's face lit up with joy. "That's more like it! I forgive you. I'm at the East Sea Grand Hotel in Private Room 888. Come on over. My parents are here too."
Zhou Chongming was stunned. What gives the Wang family the right to dine in Private Room 888? Even my Zhou Family doesn't have that privilege!
He asked doubtfully, "Han, are you sure it's 888?"
"Of course! What's wrong?"
Zhou Chongming was puzzled but didn't press the issue, only chuckling. "Nothing. I'll head over then. By the way, who else is there?"
