Qin Yu had woken up early because Zhao Muchen, that old guy, was afraid Qin Yu would forget about it, so he called him early in the morning.
Qin Yu rubbed his sleepy eyes and picked up the phone with a displeased expression.
"Zhao, give me one reason! Otherwise, I'm not reporting in today!"
Zhao Muchen was stumped by Qin Yu's words and completely didn't know how to explain.
"Cough cough... well, the weather is really nice today! By the way, Dragon Head, do you need me to send someone to pick you up?"
"Zhao, enough!"
Qin Yu hung up the phone irritably, yawning constantly. Last night, caught between two women, was it easy for him?
"Honey, who was that? So early?"
"Just an annoying old man, asking me for a small favor."
"Hmm!"
Su Ziyan heard Zhao Muchen's voice but did not suspect anything.
"Wife, you sleep a little more; I'll go make breakfast."
Feeling guilty or something, Qin Yu clambered up, got dressed, and jumped out of bed.
