At this moment, a video call request from Tang Jingxing came in on her mobile phone.
Having had a few encounters before, Lu Xinyou was not as panicked as she was at the beginning, and accepted the video call calmly.
In the video, Tang Jingxing's handsome face appeared before her eyes.
Behind him was the fashionable street of Milan.
"Husband, are you strolling on the streets?"
A few days had passed, and her habitual address slipped out unconsciously.
In the video, the man's handsome face showed a subtle change in expression.
His dark pupils narrowed imperceptibly as he looked at Lu Xinyou, his gaze carrying a hint of profound meaning.
He didn't correct Lu Xinyou's address, just nodded and replied:
"The fashion show is over, I'm just wandering around outside."
As he said this, he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, then asked Lu Xinyou:
"Have you had dinner yet?"
"I've eaten."
Recalling the unpleasant meal, Lu Xinyou didn't mention it further to Tang Jingxing.
