Chu Zhiyi patiently waited for half a minute before the call connected.
Chu Zhiyi saw Yan Jingting's wet hair tips on the other side of the phone, as if he had just taken a shower, and his brows and eyes seemed a shade darker with moisture.
She stared at him without blinking, listening to him ask, "What's up?"
"Nothing much, just wanted to ask how many days will your business trip take?" Chu Zhiyi lay on the bed, propping up her body with her arms, speaking to him with her head tilted up.
Yan Jingting thought for a moment, "About four days. There are several companies here that need reports, it's too rushed to do it any quicker."
"Four days? Doesn't that mean you won't be back for New Year's Eve?" Chu Zhiyi was slightly shocked.
It was already the 27th, and in four days it would be January 1st of the new year.
Perhaps he wouldn't be home for New Year's Day either.