The content of the message was Sheng Qianmei asking if something had happened and why he hadn't gone back home so late.
Liu Wentian chuckled, dialed Sheng Qianmei's mobile number, and almost instantly, the call connected.
On the other end, Sheng Qianmei's somewhat worried, chilly voice came through, "Liu Wentian, where are you, why haven't you come back yet??"
As she spoke, she carefully added, "I hope my message didn't disturb you?? If you're busy, then—"
Her tone sounded like a little wife afraid of being blamed.
Liu Wentian interrupted her with a laugh, "It didn't disturb. Do you want some late-night snacks?? There's someone selling spicy hot pot near me, and I remembered I seemed to have treated you to spicy hot pot before. I wonder if the cold beauty would still want to eat spicy hot pot with cold beer?"
Sheng Qianmei clearly paused, then shyly replied, "If you buy it, I'll eat."
