Liang Chen hadn't been home for quite a few days, and the servants in the villa had returned to their lifestyle before Jing Haohao's arrival, where they were mostly free.
It was past midnight when Liang Chen returned to the villa. The servants had already gone to sleep. He entered the house with familiarity, went upstairs, straight into his study, and walked over to his safe.
He stared at the combination lock in front of him, moistened his lips, and took out his phone to call Cong Rong.
The phone rang for quite a while before it was picked up, and a sleepy voice from Cong Rong came through: "Mr. Liang, what would you like so late at night?"
"Cong Rong... I can't take it anymore."
Cong Rong paused at Liang Chen's somewhat helpless tone, and then he faintly had an idea of what Liang Chen was about to say, which instantly woke him up: "Li Chen, are you going to do something foolish again?"
