Duan Fei was still somewhat hesitant, but Jiang Yaoyao reached out directly.
The call connected, and she had put it on speakerphone, then the man's deep, magnetic voice came through, "Did you receive the flowers?"
Jiang Yaoyao nodded.
Duan Fei watched her, "Received them."
"Do you like them?" Rong Moyong asked again.
Jiang Yaoyao continued to nod.
So Duan Fei went on, "Yeah."
"Good to know you like them." Rong Moyong said and then fell silent.
Duan Fei looked at Jiang Yaoyao, at a loss for words for a moment.
Jiang Yaoyao: "???"
She was almost dying from anxiety, making all kinds of gestures.
But Duan Fei couldn't understand them at all...
Until Rong Moyong spoke up again, "I've been discharged, how about lunch together at noon?"
Jiang Yaoyao immediately waved her hands, frantically waving them.
So Duan Fei said, "I'm busy this afternoon, I can't make it for lunch."
"I see." Rong Moyong's tone was noticeably lower, then he asked, "What about tomorrow?"
