Watching Bai Zhiqing ascend the stairs, Lu Tianxing glanced at the wall clock; it was only two in the afternoon, somewhat early. He planned to drive out for a stroll when his phone trembled in his pocket, and the melodious ringtone sounded.
Lu Tianxing pulled out his phone, noticed the number on the display, and a knowing smile spread across his face as he answered, "Tingting, isn't today the weekend? Why are you calling Brother Lu? Do you not have to accompany your boyfriend?"
"What boyfriend? Brother Lu, please don't talk nonsense alright? I'm just an ugly duckling; who would want to be my boyfriend?"
A voice tinged with playful annoyance came from the phone.
Lu Tianxing's face was filled with amusement. Even through the phone, it seemed he could visualize Yue Tingting stomping her foot in dissatisfaction, her little face puffed up with anger.
