Seeing the name, his mouth twitched fiercely, and much of his sleepiness dissipated.
He lay down again and, with his eyes closed, said irritably to the man on the other end of the phone, "You're staying up this late just to inform me that you have no sex life?"
He'd hardly slept at all the day and night before. Just when he'd finally managed to doze off early, he was woken up by the phone and even taken advantage of—utterly heartless.
Wei Shiran yawned and asked lazily, "Why are you calling me so late at night?"
The man on the other end said, "Song Yan came to see me."
Wei Shiran paused.
Then, suddenly, he sat up with a jerk, and in the darkness, his expression became a bit weird.
"Oh, I get it. So, the reason you're calling me in the dead of the night is to show off on purpose?" Wei Shiran was incredulous.
Could there really be someone in the world more shameless and boring than him?
