Duan Jiaze was a child of robust initiative, so after Shen Zhiyi went to freshen up, he made a phone call to Pei Yu—persistently calling until the call connected.
The screen was pitch black, and Duan Jiaze said in confusion, "Uncle, I think your phone is broken."
Having tossed his phone aside, Pei Yu couldn't be bothered and replied with extreme indifference, "Hmm."
The child must have just finished bathing, having changed into a one-piece pajama printed with dinosaurs. Without a doubt, it must have been bought by Shen Zhiyi. Thinking of this, Pei Yu sneered at himself in self-mockery.
She had never bought clothes for him.
Growing more impatient, the clink of a wine glass against the edge of the table made a crisp sound, and he said coolly, "Speak if you have something to say."
"Alright."
