The guest house, Li Qiao slept until five in the afternoon.
She slept so deeply that when her phone began to vibrate beneath her pillow, she opened her eyes groggily, her gaze foggy as she stared at the unfamiliar room and ceiling.
After a few seconds, Li Qiao fumbled for her phone, glanced at it, and answered, "What's up?"
Shen Qingye frowned upon hearing the listless voice on the other end, "What's wrong with you, are you sick?"
Propping herself up against the headboard, Li Qiao cleared her throat before responding, "No, I was sleeping."
"Sleeping?" Shen Qingye glanced at the time, "You're sleeping at this hour? Aren't you going to sleep tonight? You found out I was coming to South Sea, planning to entertain me tonight?"
Li Qiao was silent for three seconds before dropping a few cold, ruthless words, "You wish."
Shen Qingye curled his lip, "Cut the crap, hurry up and come get me, I've arrived in South Sea."
"I'm in Chong City..."