"Was it Zhu Qinghan who called?"
"Uh-huh." Cen Jin nodded with a smile, looking quite pleased.
"So... just now, who did you ask to wait a moment, and what were you looking for?" Jiang Baizhou's eyes were filled with laughter. He sat cross-legged next to Cen Jin, his arm casually resting on the back of the sofa, seemingly enclosing her in his embrace, his face radiating an unabashed smile.
Cen Jin's smile froze. She had just been busy teasing Zhu Qinghan and completely forgot she was shouting loud enough for Jiang Baizhou in the bathroom to hear. He was sure to make fun of her and act smug, and looking at him now, it was already obvious.
"Uh... actually... that was the TV sound." Cen Jin explained with a stiff neck, smiling.
"Oh, really?" Jiang Baizhou's expression was relaxed, deliberately elongating his tone, as he turned to look at the TV and noticed it wasn't even on. He couldn't help but laugh, speaking in a teasing tone: "So this TV..."
"I... I just turned it off."
