A few beepes before a click answered the call. Ling Qingyu heard Yin Jingfei's voice, which she hadn't listened to for so long. Time was tight and Ling Qingyu wasn't available to recall the past friendship during the three months.
"Hello? Are you Miss Ling?"
"Sister Yin, how many times have I told you not to be formal with me?" Ling Qingyu complained.
"I can't help it. My apology. It's just our work makes us address others with a title."
"I understand. Hmph, but not next time."
"Sure. What's the matter with calling me? Do you need any help from me?" asked Yin Jingfei.
"Sis Yin. What you said made me sad. Do you think of me as a person who will only call once you need help?" Ling Qingyu whined but then realized she might just be such type of person when not addressing close ones.
"Of course not, Sister Ling."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!