Lan Xiu's eyes darkened. He was silent for a long time before he took a deep breath. He lowered his head and drank all the hangover soup in his bowl.
Ah Li naturally did not dare to say anything. He just quietly poured him a glass of water.
"In that case, don't say such things again in the future. You might not understand the feelings between us," said Lan Xiu.
"I'm sorry, President Lan. I misspoke."
Ah Li said in a low voice.
Lan Xiu waved his hand. "It's fine. Just remember it."
As soon as he said that, the phone beside him vibrated. Lan Xiu quickly looked away. When he saw the caller ID on the phone screen, he frowned.
He thought for a while and finally picked up the call.
That was right, it was Fujiwara from Japan.
When the call was picked up, Fujiwara's deep voice was heard along with the monotonous tune of the shamisen.
"I thought you wouldn't pick up this call either."
