During the meal time, they both ate quietly, and neither of them spoke first.

Half the meal, Qiujiayi's mobile phone rang.

Seeing that she was stunned, answered the phone, did not know what the person at the other end of the phone said, her eyes flashed a little dim, answered and then pinched off the phone.

Hang up, she didn't put her cell phone in her pocket right away, just looked down. The only person who can change her mood is --"Is it Shengling Yao?"

"Hmm..."

Under the warm glazed lamp, Qiu Xuming gazed at her for a few seconds with dark eyes, and finally lifted his lips and smiled....