On the other end of the line, Wong Qifu paused for a moment. "Well, come over first. We'll figure out lunch when you get here."
"Okay. Have you been waiting long?" Xu Ke raised a hand to shield his eyes from the glaring sunlight.
It was already high noon. Wong Qifu has probably been waiting for a long time.
"Not really. I went back to sleep for a bit."
Wong Qifu's voice was relaxed and tinged with a laziness that softened Xu Ke's heart.
Xu Ke teased, "Is it really appropriate for the esteemed Chairman to be sleeping in so late? What if the group collapses because you're not there to handle things?"
He thought that after he said this, she would snap back at him irritably.
But instead, a rustling sound came through the phone, as if Wong Qifu were turning over in bed. Then, she said lightly, "It'd be for the best if it collapsed. I'm just waiting for you to support me."
