"Well, considering how famous I am, fans will surely recognize me, and Lu Jinghan might really snap a picture of the two of us."
Han Xi was thoroughly entertained by these two; they were a real pair of jokers.
"So what should we do after we finish eating?"
Han Xi turned to look at Yan Xiao beside her: "After eating, I’m heading home to sleep. Lately, I’ve been getting sleepy at the drop of a hat."
"Go ahead, get some sleep. You’re a pregnant woman after all." Yan Xiao said, taking out his phone from his pants pocket: "Let me video call Sister Chu Ci, see what they’re up to?"
Han Xi nodded and took a sip of the seafood soup in her bowl.
The phone was quickly answered, and Chu Ci’s face without makeup appeared on the screen: "You guys are having a meal, really not thoughtful of you."
"Who told you to go back to your hometown, makes you envious." Manman leaned over to the screen to see Chu Ci and asked: "Where’s your Fu Bin?"
"He’s in the living room with my parents discussing wedding arrangements, I hardly have a chance to talk."
Han Xi also leaned over: "Then Uncle and Auntie must really like Fu Bin, right?"
"Yeah, they like him even more than me. Ever since we got back, I’ve been hearing from my parents countless times, every time they open their mouths it’s all about how great Fu Bin is, telling me that once we’re married, I should listen to my husband."
"Is he particularly smug?" Manman asked provocatively, putting a piece of green vegetable into her mouth.
"Not at all, he says from now on, he’ll always listen to me, and our child will always come first."
When Chu Ci heard Fu Bin say this, her heart was overwhelmed with warmth, thinking she had truly married the right person.
Sometimes fate is indeed very mysterious. When we were young, we loved passionately, believing that we would spend a lifetime with the person we loved, only to end up drifting apart. Having spent much of our youth, we no longer have any illusions about love, thinking perhaps being alone isn’t so bad. But then he appears in your world, warming our scarred hearts.
After hanging up the video call, the three of them chatted and laughed while finishing their meal, then went their separate ways.
After Han Xi returned home, she went straight upstairs, took a set of nude pink loungewear from the wardrobe to change into, and lay down on the bed to sleep.
When she woke up, it was already around five in the afternoon. Han Xi propped herself up on the bed with both hands, picked up the phone from the bedside table, and glanced at it. There was a missed call from Lu Jinghan.
While she was sleeping earlier, Han Xi had set her phone to silent.
She dialed back the call, and it was quickly answered on the other end, with Mr. Lu’s irresistibly sexy voice coming through the receiver: "Honey, awake yet?"
"Yeah, what’s up? You called me earlier." Han Xi simply lay back down on the bed.
"I miss you, wanted to hear your voice."
Once again, Han Xi was successfully teased by her Mr. Lu, her smile sweeter than honey wine: "When will you be back?"
Lu Jinghan glanced at the watch on his wrist: "I’ll be back soon, wait for me at home."
"Alright."
After hanging up the phone, Han Xi lay on the bed for a while longer before going to the bathroom to wash her face.
When Lu Jinghan returned home, Han Xi was sitting on the living room sofa watching TV, holding a small box of preserved plums, which she recently loved because of their sour taste.
Lu Jinghan changed his shoes at the entrance, took off his coat and hung it up, then strode over to the living room.
"I bought you a piece of cake on the way home."
Lu Jinghan leaned down to place the strawberry cake he was holding on the coffee table, reaching out to pull Han Xi into his arms.