"Is that okay? Give me a minute."
Su Qing Cen hung up and sent Meng Fan a video call request.
After accepting, Meng Fan could tell she was in her hotel and had just finished her work. She was dressed very professionally, and her make-up was elaborate as well.
Su Qing Cen saw the blacked-out sky and speckles of light in Meng Fan's background and asked curiously, "Huh? You're outside?"
"Mhmm, I was about to go home." Meng Fan smiled. "Then should I follow procedure and chat for a bit or start laughing now?"
Su Qing Cen heard this and smiled. "No no no, don't. You don't have to be so literal. I already feel a bit happier just talking to you. Or are you trying to be toxic right now?"
"You saying that is making me nervous. Why don't I just start laughing now?"