Tang Rong couldn't hold it any longer. After five minutes, she took out her phone to check, but there was no news at all. This made her even angrier. Not to mention making a phone call, how could he not even reply to a text message? How long can it take to reply to a text? It seems like he really doesn't care.
On Xiao Yifei's side, following the address Hu Jingtang had sent him yesterday, he finally arrived at the agreed place before eight-thirty. As soon as Xiao Yifei entered the place, he felt refreshed and invigorated. The morning sunlight softly spilled onto the secluded path, and inside the two doors was a square courtyard, with houses in all four directions—east, west, south, and north—uniformly made of blue bricks and black tiles.
