"Alright, it's nearly midnight, I need to go pick her up for dinner at home. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."
"Ziheng!" Yi Weilan suddenly called out to him again.
Lu Ziheng looked ahead, his brow faintly impatient.
Finally, the woman's voice rang out again, "Ziheng, I just want to ask you, in all these past years, did you... ever truly love me?"
"Since you already know the answer, why bother asking me?"
"..." The receiver was filled with prolonged silence.
After a long while, the busy tone "doo-doo-doo" was heard.
.
A loud "clang" suddenly came from the lounge.
In the corridor, Sheng Qiling was startled and looked at her older brother, "What's wrong with Sister Weilan?"
