At the thought of this, Wen Zao felt a chill run down his spine.
His gaze aimed toward Ye Xixi's bedroom. The originally dim room was now lit up for some reason, and a sense of foreboding welled up inside him. Sure enough, in the next second, the phone in his pocket began to ring.
Looking down, he saw it was a message from Ye Xixi: "Brother, when will you be back? I have something to discuss with you..."
Wen Zao rubbed his temples and quickly replied to the message: "Xixi, go to sleep first. Lu Qiao and I have something to discuss, and it'll probably be quite late. Be good!"
To avoid being bombarded by phone calls from the little one, Wen Zao conveniently transferred the calls to Lu Qiao's phone, then said, "Let's go, you might as well not go back tonight. Stay with me in the guest room, and we'll set off together in the morning."
Lu Qiao understood; this was out of sight, out of mind! How ruthless!
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