Thinking of this, Jiangli's words took a 180-degree turn. "Sure, Mr. Fu, when are you planning to leave? I'm flexible on my end."
Fu Shiyan said, "The secretary checked the flights, the earliest one to L City is at 1 PM. Shall I pick you up then?"
Jiangli smiled, "Okay, then I can hitch a ride in your luxury car, Mr. Fu."
"Lili, you can always hitch a ride if you want." Fu Shiyan's tone carried a smile, the tail end of his words slightly lifted, as if enticing.
His voice seemed to be next to her ear, as if blowing air softly.
Jiangli felt her ears inexplicably heat up, cleared her throat, and said, "Mr. Fu, let's get in touch then."
Fu Shiyan agreed and hung up the phone, never excessively entangling.
Putting down the phone, Jiangli appeared somewhat melancholic, looking out the window as if gazing into another world.
Yan Guofeng and others were baffled but did not dare to disturb Jiangli, just sat nearby, waiting for her to speak up.
On the other side.
