After ending the call with Zhu Yan, Sun Zhe looked at the distant, blurred outlines of the skyscrapers and let out a long sigh, overcome with the strange feeling that a lifetime had passed.
"What are you thinking about?"
Su Nanzhi walked to his side, linked her arm with his, and leaned her head on his shoulder, seemingly putting on an intimate display for someone to see.
"Nothing much. Just feeling a bit sentimental all of a sudden."
Su Nanzhi chuckled softly, taking out her phone and handing it to him. "Stop being sentimental. Let's get down to business."
Sun Zhe looked puzzled. "Why are you giving me your phone?"
"To charge it."
Sun Zhe was curious. "How did you know I could charge it for you?"
Su Nanzhi rose slightly on her toes and leaned close to his ear. She gave his earlobe a gentle bite, her eyes flickering intentionally toward Chen Ruoyi as she whispered, "Of course, your dear Yiyi told me."
