The person on the other end of the line replied quickly. Chu Yi frowned slightly as he listened. "Why are we going there?"
The other party said something else.
Chu Yi glanced at Feng Wuyou on the sofa. "Then, are you going to look for me, or should I look for you?"
"Sure, I'll go over and meet you."
Feng Wuyou, who was on the sofa, seemed to have been woken up by the sound of the phone. The moment she woke up, Chu Yi had already hung up.
"Who are you calling?" Feng Wuyou stretched and yawned. She did not sleep well and was still a little sleepy.
"It's a man." Chu Yi handed the phone to Feng Wuyou and glanced at it. The contact name on the interface was a man's name.
Feng Wuyou did not suspect Chu Yi much. She waved at Chu Yi and he sat down obediently.
"Shall we go to America tonight?"
Chu Yi looked at Feng Wuyou in surprise. "Why are you suddenly going to France?"
