Auntie Su heard the magnetic voice on the phone, it wasn't Sir.
But she was sure that she had dialed Gu Mohan's number.
"Hello, I am looking for Sir."
In Mexico, the Castle Guding. They were in a huge wine cellar as Fu Qinglun looked at Gu Mohan, who was already drunk.
Fu Qinglun held onto his cell phone with one hand, while the other brought the wine glass to his lips. He took a sip of red wine and spoke, "Your Sir is drunk, you can just tell me whatever that's meant for him."
"Hello, Mister. It's like this, I'll need to ask Sir whether Miss Tang can bring young master home for one night."
Tang Mo'er wanted to bring little Niuniu back to her place?
Fu Qinglun looked at Gu Mohan who was beside him, blind and stinking drunk. He raised the corners of his lips. Ah, so it was all because of Tang Mo'er that Gu Mohan had traveled such a long distance to find him and get wasted.
