Zhuo Yun looked sideways and said, "Huang Yin just sent me a text message."
Yang Yi picked up the phone and looked at it. His solemn face looked puzzled. "Consider it a gift?"
"Is he trying to show goodwill?" Zhuo Yun held the steering wheel as he tried to figure out the person's intention.
Min Yu tapped his fingers and asked him. "What time is it?"
Zhuo Yun was caught by surprise before he replied to say it was 11:00 pm and asked him quizzically. "Is the timing of the text message important?"
Min Yu glanced at Zhuo Yun before he veered his eyes away and rested them.
Yang Yi rolled his eyes at the idiot.
Zhuo Yun went speechless. "…"
The car arrived at the estate 30 minutes later.
Min Yu placed his jacket on the couch before he headed to the fridge for a bottle of water.
After heading back to the living room, he glanced at his phone on the coffee table and bent over to pick it up.
