Those words did not make Lu Gan's face turn red. Instead, he picked up the document calmly.
"At least you're being honest."
Song Ci could not help but laugh.
"You're really narcissistic."
Lu Gan raised his eyebrows.
"It's called self-awareness."
Song Ci's smile deepened.
"I met up with Fu Wenze earlier and dropped a dumbbell on his foot."
Lu Gan immediately sat up straight. He put the phone closer to his ear and asked anxiously, "Did he attack you? Where's Yang Haoran? You promised to tell me before doing anything, right?"
Song Ci quickly replied, "I didn't have time to call you. Don't worry, I'm fine."
Lu Gan felt relieved. Song Ci was indeed lively and cheerful as usual.
"I want to look at you. Are you trying to hide any injuries? Normally, you would video call me. Let's do that right now."
Lu Gan's words were reasonable.
Song Ci laughed again.
