Finally, Yu Wenwen unlocked Lin Shu's phone with her face, found the contact number of Lin Shu's husband, and dialed it.
"Hello, what's up?" the voice on the other end of the phone was cold and indifferent.
Yu Wenwen hurriedly explained, "I'm your wife's best friend, she's drunk. Can you come and pick her up?"
He promptly asked, "Where are you?"
Yu Wenwen rattled off the address and it was followed by a swift hang up on the other end.
In less than twenty minutes, Fang Zhi appeared at the door.
However, the person he saw at the door wasn't Lin Shu, but Su Wenjing.
"Brother Fang." Su Wenjing sweetly greeted him.
"Brother Fang, did you come specially for my literary salon today?"
A literary salon?
Fang Zhi wasn't aware of it, but since Su Wenjing mentioned it, he played along and made conversation.
But the sight of Su Wenjing and Fang Zhi talking was caught by Yu Wenwen and Lin Shu who were standing at the door.
