It was already midnight when Lu Ning managed to reach Lin Ci.
Lin Ci's voice sounded off when she picked up the phone, so Lu Ning thought that she was angry.
"Little Ci, are you angry with me?"
Lin Ci did not understand what she meant. "Huh? Angry with you?"
She was just a little confused.
After a bit, Lin Ci finally understood what Lu Ning was talking about.
"Aiya, what are you even thinking? I'm not angry, I'm just thinking about something. How are you? Are you feeling better?"
Hearing Lin Ci's concerned tone, Lu Ning could not help but tear up again. "Much better. Did the banquet just end?"
Lin Ci nodded. "Yes."
After the two of them chatted for a while, Lin Ci still felt uncomfortable holding the news in, so she simply asked, "Ning'ning, does your family… have any family heirlooms?"
