Li Na's laughter echoed softly in the plush hotel room, the sound mingling with the clink of her wine glass as she set it down. "Ah, this feels so nice," she mused, a contented sigh slipping through her lips. "The air here is clean, crisp… infinitely better than that stinky cave."
She lounged back against the cushions, her gaze drifting to the city lights twinkling like a constellation outside her window. The phone in her hand felt heavy with missed connections; twelve calls from Gong Li alone. She flicked past them, her thumb hesitating for a moment on Ning Yu's name. Memories, bittersweet and longing, tugged at her heart, but she pushed past them with a determined swipe.
Her eyes, golden and gleaming with mischief, found Tang Zheng's name. A smirk played on her lips, and with a flourish, she tapped the screen, dialing his number.
"Hey handsome," she purred as the call connected, her voice a velvet caress.
