When he emerged from the covers again, it was already dark outside.
Gu Yuheng noticed his phone had fallen on the floor, its signal light flashing continuously.
He picked it up and saw a message from Gui Yaping.
[Hey, buddy, how's it going? Is kneeling on the keyboard effective? Has she forgiven you yet?]
Thinking about the recent events, Gu Yuheng happily sent a big red packet and then replied, Very effective! Thanks a lot.
[Damn! Another 9999! Rich guy! Big shot! Let's be friends!]
The amount of the red packet didn't bother Gu Yuheng.
Gui Yaping had done him a huge favor, and even if he added two more nines, he wouldn't blink an eye.
Lin Chuxia crawled from under the covers, her eyes drowsy, "What time is it now?"
"It's already seven. We need to get ready for dinner, otherwise Uncle Zhong will come up to call us soon."
