"Received it?" The man's deep voice, full of tension and distinction, floated into her ear from the phone.
"Mm." Jian Liangtong responded softly.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
Jian Liangtong glanced at the dress on the bed, "The dress is beautiful."
"... You don't like it?" After a few seconds of pause, he said.
His voice deepened a bit.
Jian Liangtong lowered her eyelashes.
She hadn't worn any white clothing in four years. She felt it didn't suit her!
There was no doubt that the dress was beautiful.
Jian Liangtong was a woman.
When a woman sees a beautiful dress, she can't help but like it.
So how could Jian Liangtong not like it?
Not hearing Jian Liangtong speak, Huo Chengjin said, "There are still a few hours, plenty of time."
"..." Jian Liangtong pursed her lips in confusion, "What?"
"Mm."
"?"
"I'm hanging up," he said.
"..." Jian Liangtong was a bit puzzled, but still said, "Mm."
Three hours after Huo Chengjin's call, the doorbell rang.
