"Yes, yes." Gao Dashuai was overwhelmed with surprise, holding the phone that had been disconnected in his hand, standing there like a tree, lost in thought.
Coincidentally, the two little devils from the Lu Family were on the balcony helping Grandma hang clothes. From the gap in the balcony railing, their small eyes immediately spotted an unusual man down below.
"Seems like Uncle Gao." Little Xixi whistled first.
Lu Na's sharp eyes pierced through Gao Dashuai's black leather jacket, a playful and mischievous smile appearing at the corner of his mouth: "Trying to pick up chicks? Wearing that outfit trying to look cool like Ge You."
At home, Yao Grandpa and Shen Jiayin sneezed at the same time: Who's talking about them behind their backs?
