While Yun Shi Yu was busy grooming herself, Xiao Ming pulled out his phone to check it and, well, there were over thirty missed calls and a dozen messages, all from Zhou Qingyuan.
He felt like he had spent several lifetimes lighting incense and praying to Buddha to marry a wife who wouldn't check on him constantly, but this girl seemed hell-bent on making up for it.
He sighed, dialed her number back, and as soon as the call connected, a roar came from the other side.
"Where the hell have you been?"
Xiao Ming cleaned his ears, "Watch your language, young lady, or Uncle might give you a slap."
"Come on, then. I would like to give you a slap!" Zhou Qingyuan was furious, "What were you doing last night? Why didn't you answer my calls?"
"What else could I have been doing? Of course, I was sleeping."
"Sleeping? I started calling you at eight o'clock and didn't stop until three in the morning… Wait, where did you sleep?"
"Yun Family's place."
