Tang Song had never directly said he liked her; she knew her place in the senior's heart wasn't that important, maybe she was just a compatible lover or fling.
But she didn't expect him to be so attentive, to care so much about her little wishes.
This feeling of being cherished was more heartwarming than the luxury car itself.
"Oh no! The game isn't over yet!" Lingling suddenly remembered and hurriedly picked up her phone.
However, the phone had already sounded Victory's winning sound effect.
The opponent's crystal had already been silently pushed away by Gongsun Li.
Back in the room, "Su Yu's April" had already logged out, the avatar turned gray.
But now, no one had the heart to pay attention to that.
Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin, like two excited little birds, surrounded Lingling, chattering away about the car pickup arrangements for the afternoon; the room was filled with laughter.
