Lin Xueyi exclaimed with joy when she saw Yang Fei, "Afei, over here."
Yang Fei hadn't seen Lin Xueyi in a long time and was very excited, striding over and bowing deeply to her.
"Greetings, Sister Xueyi, wishing you eternal youth and beauty, as long-lasting as the heavens, forever young and lovely."
Lin Xueyi recalled how a year ago when he had just arrived at the hotel, he had been all flattery and nonsense. Her heart warmed, but her eyes reddened.
"When I got your call saying you were coming back, we were all so happy. You've... lost weight."
As Lin Xueyi spoke, she reached out to touch Yang Fei's cheek, her eyes tender and bright, misting with emotion.
Yang Fei grasped her hand in return, lowering his voice.
"I haven't lost weight, let's discuss this topic more when we get back tonight, okay?"
Lin Xueyi blushed but didn't pull her hand away, giving him a reproachful look and lowering her head.
Dandan rushed up to Lin Xueyi, his eyes wide and round as saucers.
