Xu Qingyan didn't linger in the backyard for long and left immediately after saying those words.
Arriving in the living room, he glanced at his phone which was fully charged, displaying half-past two in the afternoon. He casually played with his phone in the living room until three o'clock before messaging Pei Muchan.
"Awake?"
The message had just been sent when the top immediately displayed, "The other party is typing..." followed by a buzz.
"I'm awake."
"Shall I come up to find you now?"
"Mhm."
After pocketing his phone, Xu Qingyan walked towards the stairs. Since the start of the last romance reality show, every step he took was accompanied by rapid flashbacks of everything that had happened.
Initially, Xu Qingyan hadn't paid any attention to Pei Muchan; he just thought this woman was rather peculiar. He had understood a principle since the age of twelve: those who come forward of their own accord never have good intentions.
