The latest text was from when they last talked about the staff training.
Lu Qingye opened the keyboard and pondered for a long time. After deleting and changing his text countless times, he could not come up with a complete sentence.
There was no noise in the huge living room.
Meng Chuyuan and Lin Youjuan looked at each other for a long time. They seemed to be waiting for each other to speak.
After a while, Lin Youjuan finally couldn't help but say, "Fortunately, I called in time. If I had been any later, the little bastard might have fallen asleep."
"…" She was really his biological mother. How could she bear to disturb her son's rest so late at night?
Faced with Lin Youjuan's angry countenance, the corners of Meng Chuyuan's mouth twitched slightly, revealing an awkward smile.
At this moment, Meng Chuyuan's phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket.
