Liu Xiaolan seemed to understand Yang Min's shrewd move. Although it wasn't exactly honorable, it was indeed the most direct and effective method, and she couldn't help but give Yang Min a thumbs up.
Song Shaojie woke up early in the morning from a sweet dream and stretched contentedly.
Seeing Shi Zhan's expression, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Shi Zhan also didn't sleep well all night, and like Wu Youyou, he had dark circles under his eyes. Song Shaojie had never seen Shi Zhan like this before. His sleep was always very regular, and he was very good at maintaining his health. This kind of mishap was truly the first time Song Shaojie had ever seen it.
Shi Zhan had already ordered breakfast and was using an egg to warm his eyes. He kept glancing at his phone, and when he saw Wu Youyou's WeChat message, he immediately put down the egg and picked up his phone.
Upon opening it, he found it was a recording. He was delighted and very curious about the recording. He put it on speakerphone, but then realized that Song Shaojie was nearby, so he plugged in his headphones, leaned against the edge of his bed, and pressed play.
Song Shaojie glanced at the message and knew it was from Wu Youyou, but he noticed that Shi Zhan still had his earphones plugged in—was he afraid he'd overhear? He was somewhat annoyed.
"How stingy! What secrets do you think I can't know?"
As soon as Shi Zhan turned on the recording, he immediately sat up straight, his expression very serious.
This action startled Song Shaojie.
"What kind of voice message did Wu Youyou send? Is it a bomb? It's really scary!"
When Shi Zhan heard the last part, his eyes burned like molten lava, his fists clenched, and he was like an active volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.
Song Shaojie could hear the cracking sound of Shi Zhan's knuckles, and he immediately became serious as well.
I knew something serious had happened.
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