Gao Mengting drove while chatting with Cheng Qiuyu about the requirements for packaging design.
"Ring ring—" The phone suddenly rang.
Cheng Qiuyu opened her bag, took out her phone, glanced at it, but only silenced it, not answering immediately.
"Spam call?"
"No, it's my mom."
"Oh..." Gao Mengting blinked and said nothing more.
After a while.
"Ring ring—" The phone rang again.
Cheng Qiuyu hesitated for a moment, clicked to answer, put the receiver to her ear, and said nothing.
"Hey Qiuyu, have you had breakfast yet? It's Monday today, are you on your way to work?" Her mother's voice came from the receiver.
"Yeah."
"Haven't seen you post anything on Moments for a while, take some photos for Mom when you get a chance."
"Okay."
"Oh, I saw online that Su Yu is going to release a new song again, isn't that awesome."
"I know."
...
"How's work going lately? Are you still working overtime?"
"Busy running around."
