"It's not that, well, I called you just to let you know I can't have dinner with you tonight. That's it, I'm not saying more, save the phone bill for the other person, okay?"
Qin Yin was worried that Jian Yanyan would continue asking a lot, so she could only find a way to hang up the phone first.
Jian Yanyan sneered: "Qin Yin, I say, have you become so petty after living in Ling City for a few years? Do you think Nan Sichen cares about a bit of phone bill? Saving it, I've never seen someone so thrifty like you."
"He doesn't care, but I do, alright?" Qin Yin said helplessly.
"Alright, alright, then hurry up and tell me which hospital you're in. I'll come to see you. You can't possibly come back for a day and a night and not let me see you, right? I haven't seen you in four years. I have to see if you've gotten thinner or fatter, lighter or darker, prettier or uglier."
Jian Yanyan, the chatterbox, couldn't stop talking.
