"Hello?"
"Tongtong, it's me." Tang Ning's voice came through the phone.
It was soft and quiet, yet it inexplicably gave her a sneaky feeling.
"What's up?" Ran Tong asked.
"Tongtong." Tang Ning hesitated, "Xiaoshuai, he's okay, isn't he?"
"He's just drunk."
"..." Tang Ning didn't speak.
"Don't worry, it's not like he hasn't been drunk before; once it was even worse, he had to go to the hospital to have his stomach pumped." Ran Tong cruelly added another sentence.
"..." The phone was filled with continued silence, followed by a series of "beep beep" sounds.
The call was hung up.
.
It was 40 minutes later when Lu Nancheng returned.
It was also 9:30 p.m., and as his biological clock dictated, Lu Xiaoqian lay asleep, leaning against the child seat, looking very well-behaved.
After getting into the car, Lu Nancheng didn't say anything, but his face was much softer.
Ran Tong glanced at him several times, but because Lu Xiaoqian was asleep, she didn't speak either.
