The phone was constantly ringing.
Ya Ling casually flicked her long hair, glanced at Lu Mian, then looked at the other two companions, silently asking whether to answer it or not.
Sui Yuan was softhearted and gave a weak nod.
Yuren was an old stick-in-the-mud and remained stoic.
The final decision still fell on Lu Mian.
Lu Mian dipped her chopsticks into the birthday cake, getting a bit of cream which she savored at the edge of her lips. It was only when the ringing was about to cut off automatically that she spoke leisurely.
"Answer it."
Only after she spoke did the atmosphere around the table liven up a bit.
Ya Ling clicked her tongue, answered the call, and switched to speakerphone.
A low, deliberately restrained male voice came from the other end.
"Ya Ling, it's me—"
Ya Ling replied coldly, "I know it's you. What do you want?"
"... Wish Yuanyuan a happy birthday for me. I'll make up for her birthday gift later!"
