Song Di paced back and forth in the room.
A proposal, how should I propose?
He picked up his phone, turned it on, and browsed the internet, finding all sorts of ideas.
It's like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their skills.
He was absorbed until the door opened and Ding Lan walked in, interrupting his thoughts.
As soon as Song Di saw Ding Lan, he immediately put down his phone and went up to her: "Lanlan, finished the phone call?"
Ding Lan glanced at him and replied lightly, "Yes."
Song Di held her arm and asked, "What did you guys talk about?"
Ding Lan gave him a brief look and said, "What do you want to ask?"
"Nothing, just curious." Song Di smiled, revealing his shining white teeth, bright enough to dazzle.
Ding Lan was a bit stunned, only feeling Song Di seemed odd, his smile somewhat guilty, as if hiding some intention.
Ding Lan seriously looked at him for a few moments and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
