Invitation

"Now that you mention it, I'm a little curious." Xi Wan raised her eyebrows and suggested, "Why don't you tell me now?"

Ling Feng frowned. "It's hard to explain over the phone. Let's talk face to face."

Xi Wan mocked him mercilessly. "Then say a few more words. I still have enough credit for my phone bill. Could it be that Young Master Ling doesn't have enough credit?"

"..." Ling Feng did not expect Xi Wan to think of him this way.

"Of course not, I just..." Ling Feng's expression was a little embarrassed.

Xi Wan was already prepared to listen to his explanation, but after waiting for a while, he still did not say anything. She could not help but ask, "But what? Can you finish your sentence?"

Ling Feng was originally still hesitating if he should tell Xi Wan something so soon, but Xi Wan's current nonchalant evasive attitude made his previous hesitation disappear.