Back at Xiangyue Mansion, Liang Weining made a fuss about video calling her best friend.
She took her phone to the bedroom, lay on the bed, and dialed three times, but no one answered.
Pouting her little mouth, she grumbled, "Zhenzhen is fooling around with men again and ignoring me."
The sobering tea was useless; the housekeeper went into the kitchen to prepare something else, but Mr. Chen raised his hand to signal that they could leave, no need to continue.
The young girl was tipsy; it was unlikely she would cooperate. She hadn't eaten much tonight, and had drunk on an empty stomach, which is why he had specially instructed the housekeeper to leave some hot porridge in the kitchen.
In the bedroom, after the twelfth video call attempt, Gu Yunzhen finally answered, appearing wearied.
The background didn't look like a rental room.
Liang Weining squinted and moved closer to the camera, looking for a while and feeling it somewhat familiar.
