"I've already said not to call me young master," this is the modern era, where is there still such a thing as a young master!"
Zhang Zhinian chuckled.
"Alright, young master, whatever you say, young master."
Song Bing rolled his eyes, utterly at a loss for words.
He Bingbing was laughing so hard on the side.
It seemed Song Bing's words as a young master didn't carry much weight.
After entering the living room, Song Bing promptly arranged rooms for Xu Wen and the others.
How else could you explain Song Bing's good family situation? The whole villa had more than a dozen guest rooms alone, no wonder Song Bing had been so inviting to Xu Wen to come to his house, no matter how many people came, there was always room to stay.
After allocating rooms to Xu Wen and the others, Song Bing yawned and said, "Alright, your rooms are all set. I'm going back to sleep some more, see you in the afternoon."
