Ye Yuning had her hair cut short. It was a very neat short style. What the designer hyped up as something miraculous was, in her opinion, just the bob she used to have in middle school, wasn't it? Now they just gave it all sorts of fancy names.
BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ—her phone vibrated. She picked it up and saw it was Xiao Linye calling.
"Hello," she answered.
"Shall I pick you up tonight?" Xiao Linye asked.
"Sure."
"Have you finished handing over your work?"
Ye Yuning fell silent. Any satisfaction she'd felt about her hair instantly vanished. Why does this man always have to bring up things I don't want to hear?
Sulkily, she said into the phone, "It's all handed over."
"Alright then. What would you like to eat tonight? I'll take you somewhere nice."
"Is it a last meal?" Ye Yuning asked.
