Huo Yao composed a text message and sent it.
[My dear neighbor, can you do me a favor?]
After some time, Huo Yao did not hear back from Min Yu, but she was not anxious. Instead, she stood up, and went to the closet to get her pajamas. Then, she headed into the bathroom.
She tapped on her phone as she dried her hair when she came back.
However, there was still no reply.
Huo Yao rubbed her phone. She did not even notice when water from her hair dripped onto her phone screen.
In practice, Min Yu ought to have replied to her text message a long time ago. What was going on today?
Was the cash cow dumping her?
Huo Yao suddenly felt a little upset as she placed her phone on the table, picked up the hairdryer, and blow-dried her hair.
She kept glancing at her phone every now and then.
However, her phone lay quietly on the table until she went to bed.
**
Meanwhile, at City S's largest underground trading market.
