"I see." Lu Hechen's voice was very deep. "I definitely overestimated my importance in his mind."
He once again felt that faking his death back then was an extremely correct decision.
With a sigh, Lu Hechen laughed at himself.
"Hechen, don't take it to heart." Song Di could tell Lu Hechen's mood from his low tone.
"I'm fine," Lu Hechen said. "Don't worry, we'll meet at Lisheng."
"Okay."
Lu Hechen was still at home at the time. After hanging up the phone, he prepared to find some clothes.
Weilan was busy preparing lunch downstairs.
They didn't go to work today and had spent the whole morning catching up on sleep.
Jin Jie and Jin Rui had already been sent by Qiao Jingchen to the Zhuang Family in Jiangnan.
Weilan spent two hours preparing a sumptuous lunch to nourish Lu Hechen.
Just as she placed it on the table, the phone rang.
She took the phone from the pocket of her apron and glanced at it; it was Song Di calling.
"Song Di?"
