Wen Nuan grinned mischievously, her eyes sparkling with playful curiosity as she looked at her friend Jiang Ling'er. "So, why don't you tell me, what did I misunderstand?"
Jiang Ling'er, utterly flummoxed by Wen Nuan's teasing, blinked in response.
In her good spirits, Wen Nuan continued, "Since you can't come up with an answer, I'll assume there was no misunderstanding at all."
Jiang Ling'er heaved a sigh of relief, sensing that the conversation was winding down. She offered, "Alright, I won't argue with you anymore. Would you like some more coffee? I can brew another cup."
Wen Nuan, savoring her playful triumph, replied, "Don't be like that. I wasn't really mistaken in the first place. By the way, are you heading to the film set later?"
Jiang Ling'er shook her head. "I'm taking a few days off at home."
Wen Nuan probed further, "But didn't you mention yesterday that you didn't want to rest for a while? Is it because of Mr. Li...?"
