As expected, Lan Mu spoke up, "Come have breakfast."
He pointed towards Mrs. Wu's place and addressed Gao Xuefang.
Gao Xuefang responded with a chuckle, "Here for a trip down memory lane, huh?"
The warmth of her smile was something they had never experienced while they were in school.
Yan Zao had also gradually shed her school-time demeanor, smiling as she asked Gao Xuefang, "Teacher, would you like to join us for breakfast?"
Gao Xuefang shook her head, "No, I've already eaten."
Then she looked at Lan Mu again, "Lan Mu, do you want that phone now?"
Lan Mu's eyes widened in panic, "What phone?"
He frowned slightly, extremely annoyed.
Weren't they supposed to keep this matter quiet and confidential?
Why blurt it out in front of this foolish woman?
Gao Xuefang, oblivious to his hints, continued, "It's my old phone."
Her facial expression suggested confusion as if to say, 'you called me for it yesterday, how could you forget today?'
