Until she hung up the phone, Yan Xiaye still felt somewhat dazed and at a loss.
Especially before the call ended, perhaps she transitioned too quickly from being startled to having her heart race, her reason had not yet completely taken precedence over her emotions, or perhaps it was Li Yuntang's meaningful tone that was too gracefully enchanting, like a whisper...
In any case, she jokingly whispered, "Is this... considered a date?"
Li Yuntang, seemingly thoughtful, paused for a moment, a glimmer of light flashing in his dark eyes, actually humoring her with half-seriousness in his voice, along with a lazy smile that was intriguing at the end of his sentence, "If Xiaye doesn't mind me being seven years older and bringing along Yunduo as a little light bulb, then, indeed, this is a date."
What she responded then, she could no longer remember now, probably chose to crack a joke and muddle through as usual.
