Tang Zheng stared at her back blankly for a while before looking away. He realized that she had left enough money to pay for this meal.
He suddenly smiled. He had not expected a woman to treat him to a meal.
...
An Lan returned to the car and sat alone for a while before she received a call from Xu Baohan.
The phone rang for a while before she picked it up.
"An Lan, are you coming over today?" Xu Baohan's voice came through the receiver, sounding weak. It was different from before.
"I'm not coming over," An Lan replied coldly. She did not want to see him at the moment.
"Work again?" Xu Baohan was a little disappointed. "I'm not feeling well today."
An Lan was stunned and asked unwillingly, "What's wrong with you, your stomach?"
"No, I seem to be feverish," Xu Baohan said weakly.
An Lan fell silent.
