"Thank you so much, Auntie. Next time, if you have some free time, you and Uncle should visit our villa to relax."
"Alright, alright. I'll let Xiao Lian take the phone. You young folks can chat. I won't get involved."
"Goodbye, Auntie."
Soon the voice on the other end turned into Han Lian, who whispered, "You really pulled it off. How did you make my mom so happy?"
Ling Zhenfei, equally puzzled, replied, "I have no idea. Why is Auntie so happy? I didn't say anything special."
Han Lian, a bit surprised, said, "My mom definitely thinks we're in that kind of relationship, that's why."
"What kind of relationship?" Ling Zhenfei said, feigning ignorance.
"Oh, you're so annoying. Of course, she thinks we're boyfriend and girlfriend," Han Lian said, pretending to be angry.
"Auntie's not wrong," Ling Zhenfei said with a laugh.
