Chen Nan was dumbfounded, sitting on the bed in the middle of the night, in pitch blackness, with his mouth as wide as a chicken egg.
"Grey... Grey Wolf???"
Is he thinking of that Grey Wolf?
Mr. Bao actually asked him who Grey Wolf is?
The man's voice is deep: "Hmm."
Chen Nan was so shocked that he picked up the phone again to check, making sure he really was on a call.
Not dreaming.
"Mr. Bao, are you talking about the Grey Wolf from Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf?"
Being questioned, Bao Ye frowned, his tone icy: "How would I know."
"And who's Pleasant Goat?"
What kind of ridiculous names are these.
One Grey Wolf is odd enough.
Now there's a Pleasant Goat?
Are they a group?
"Is it a popular band in the country this year?" Bao Ye asked dryly.
Just a lousy band.
Grey Wolf, what a bizarre name.
And to marry, marry Grey Wolf.
What nonsense songs is She listening to?
Bao Ye scoffed.
