Before he went out at noon, Qin Hai dialed Lin Qingya's office number.
The phone rang several times before it was answered, and Lin Qingya's cool voice came through, "This is Lin Qingya."
"Honey, I'm about to head to Manfulou Restaurant for lunch. Do you want me to bring you back a lunchbox?" Qin Hai offered with a smile.
"No need!"
Lin Qingya decisively refused, followed by the sound of a click as the call ended.
Qin Hai shook his head with a smile and then dialed Lin Qingya's number again.
Upon answering, Lin Qingya's annoyed voice came through, "I said no need!"
"Uh, that's not what I meant."
"Then what did you want to say?"
"Honey, don't forget to eat lunch!"
"Click!" The phone was hung up directly, and Qin Hai could almost imagine Lin Qingya trembling with irritation.
