"Yep yep, let's just come here next time," Xing Wei echoed.
Xing Wei and Han Mengyu appeared more nervous than Zhai Yunsheng.
Yu Xi also spoke up: "Well, since he's not at home, it's best for us to come back another time. For today, let's go and play some games."
At this moment, the servant on the other side of the screen spoke up: "Wait for a moment, I will contact Mr. Goodman for you. I'll see if he can make it back."
Huh?
Han Mengyu, Xing Wei, and Yu Xi were stunned.
What was going on?
What did she mean by that? Wasn't Mr. Goodman not available? Weren't they meant to be shooed away? Why was she instead contacting Mr. Goodman and asking him if he could make it back?
Was the servant confused? Or did they mishear?
Whilst Han Mengyu and Xing Wei were staring at each other in confusion, the outermost iron gate of the Goodman Residence opened up.
A few westerners in suits came out.
