"I'm planning to head to the studio over there. Are you done on your side?" Nan Jiayan's warm, gentle voice reached her ears, causing Lu Shishu to stiffen and respond coldly.
"I'm making breakfast. Are you in a hurry over there?"
Lu Shishu pressed her lips together. "It's fine. Knock on my door when you're done." With that, she was ready to hang up.
"Wait a moment." Knowing she was about to hang up, Nan Jiayan hurriedly spoke, "Have you had breakfast yet?"
"No."
"Aren't you planning to have breakfast? Your stomach..."
"I'll eat at the studio."
"I'm just making breakfast. Do you want to come over and have some? I made some fried eggs you like."
"No need..."
