Mu Anran hurriedly picked up her phone and walked onto the balcony. "Young Master Yu?"
On the other end of the phone, Yu Lingqian's voice was as deep and mellow as ever, "I've arrived."
For some reason, Mu Anran felt her face burn with heat, "Oh, I know."
A moment of silence.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?" There was a trace of displeasure in the man's voice.
Mu Anran felt a headache coming on: Please, my Young Master Yu, it was you who called me, wasn't it?
"Um... have you had dinner?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, she wished she could bite her tongue off.
There's a time difference with Mi Country, it must already be three or four in the morning there, why would she ask such a silly question.
"Are you talking about a late-night snack, or breakfast?" His voice carried a hint of laughter, sounding quite pleasant.
Mu Anran held her phone, leaning on the balcony railing, "I didn't think about the time difference just now."
"Have you seen Shen Muchen?"
"Mhm."
