Shi Qian seemed to be mute, while Fu Sinian was sizing her up carefully. Gradually, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
When he smiled, she immediately felt even more embarrassed.
"What are you laughing at?" Shi Qian asked.
Fu Sinian did not answer her question. Instead, he asked her, "Are you prepared to brush me off like this?"
"How is this perfunctory? I'm recording a show in the capital. What if I go overseas in the future?"
"You mean that it'll be a luxury for me to see you in the future?" Fu Sinian asked with a smile.
"It's my job."
"It's fine if you don't want me to come. Say something nice and make me happy, so I won't come." Fu Sinian leaned back in his chair and stared intently at the phone screen, not letting go of any expression.
Hearing his words, she immediately frowned and looked troubled.
"What do you mean by nice words? Can you give me a hint about what you want to hear?"
