Bo Yan had just said, "Let's talk later," and put down his phone when he heard Xia Siyu also on a call: "Hello, hello, I'm out of the elevator. I think that apartment layout is quite nice. Building 1 is actually better. I want that one, isn't it listed by the owner? I'll go take a look in a few days."
She said this while dragging her high heels along.
Bo Yan was startled. What did this mean? Was Xia Siyu buying a house?
Was she going to move out?
At that thought, Bo Yan almost spilled the coffee he was holding.
Xia Siyu must have been very thirsty; seeing the coffee in his hand, she asked, "Can I drink this?"
Bo Yan nodded.
Taking the coffee from his hand, Xia Siyu drank most of it in one go. Then, noticing food on the table, she asked, "Is this your leftover? Can I eat it?"
Actually, Bo Yan hadn't touched it at all; he had been waiting for her, but he didn't feel it was appropriate to say so at that moment, so he nodded.
