Xia Micheng kept her hand behind her back as a sharp flash quickly gleamed past her bright eyes. She recalled something, but she needed to verify it. Just then, a melody pierced through the silence—someone was calling her. “Princess, it's Chairman Lu.” It was Lu Yuzhen who called.
Xia Micheng took the phone and accepted the call. Lu Yuzhen’s low, magnetic voice came through the phone. “Cheng, where are you?”
“Mr. Lu, I am in Aunt Feifei’s apartment.”
“I’ll go and pick you up then. Let’s have dinner together.” He invited her sincerely, hoping to have dinner with her.
“Mr. Lu, it’s Xiaolian’s 20th birthday tomorrow. Are you sure you still can dine tomorrow if you have dinner with me tonight?”
“Cheng, do you want to come to her birthday party tomorrow?”