"Xiao Yuyu..."
Hearing this nickname, the butler almost threw up.
Upon closer inspection, Qin Nanyu had already been disgusted awake by He Feichen, hurling a pillow at his annoying face and sitting up.
A layer of gloom covered his handsome face as he raised his eyebrows and coldly eyed He Feichen, who had shown up at his villa early in the morning to disturb him.
Catching a glimpse of the alarm clock by the bed, he then looked outside at the still dim sky.
Qin Nanyu's expression grew even darker.
He had asked He Feichen to come pick him up early, not this early.
Was he deliberately trying to provoke death since it still wasn't even dawn?
