Just as the two were chatting happily, Lu Chen pushed the door open, smiling, “What are you two talking about that’s so amusing?”

Lu Zitong quickly composed herself, hiding any signs of their earlier conversation. “What business is it of yours, big brother? Are you eavesdropping on our girl talk?”

“Little brat, I’m not interested in your discussions about women,” Lu Chen chuckled, ruffling her hair playfully.

Hearing this, Mo Nuan felt a wave of relief.

Lu Zitong shot him an annoyed glance and started to get up, but Lu Chen gently pressed her back down. “Wait, I need to ask you something.” He’d tried calling her several times recently,...