"That's great... That's great!" Chen Ziming's voice was trembling with excitement, "Okay, then I'll wait for your call."
"Pleasant cooperation!"
"Pleasant cooperation!"
Lu Li lowered his phone, lazily hung up the call, and winked at Mu Tianye, "How's my dialect imitation?"
Mu Tianye remained sharp-tongued, "Your retroflex sounds are average, good enough to fool the idiots!"
"Being able to fool idiots is enough." Lu Li didn't mind, leaning back on the chair, "How's the Little Princess?"
"She's good."
"Let's have dinner together tonight, I miss her."
The moment these words came out, Mu Tianye's eyes on the side already carried a bit of sharpness as they glanced over.
Lu Li laughed heartily, not forgetting to tease.
"Tianye, if I really were to fight for the Little Princess, would you duel with me?"
Mu Tianye's face showed no trace of anger, instead, he seemed extremely indifferent, "I wouldn't even need to make a move, why waste the effort?"
