Zhou Jingwei chuckled softly, his voice getting gentler as he asked, "So, do you like it?"
Cheng Weiyue, who wasn't good at lying, blushed and after a moment, gave a gentle 'Mmm' in response.
"Cheng Weiyue, what are you doing standing out here alone, the celebration party is happening, why aren't you inside?"
Lan Rong's voice came from inside, urging her, "Everyone is almost here; we're just waiting for you now."
Cheng Weiyue still wanted to talk with Zhou Jingwei—these past few days they hadn't seen much of each other, and she actually missed him.
Zhou Jingwei also heard Lan Rong's voice and knew that Cheng Weiyue might have to get busy, so he said, "I'll call you later; you go ahead inside."
"It'll be too late for you to rest," Cheng Weiyue refused, "Let's wait until tomorrow. We'll see each other then."
