Fu Yisheng and Lu Qingqing both were without morning grumpiness, yet they couldn't help but get angry at this time.
Lu Qingqing was so sleepy she couldn't open her eyes and asked, "Who is it?"
Not having the slightest sense of timing, don't they know we went to sleep almost at three in the morning? Now, I could sleep for another ten hours.
"It's your Uncle," Fu Yisheng stretched his hand to grab the cellphone on the bedside table, and in the dim light of the Dragon and Phoenix Candle, he checked the caller ID. He didn't answer immediately but instead turned towards Lu Qingqing and said, "You keep sleeping, I'll go out to take it."
Lu Qingqing stopped trying to open her eyes and mentally noted the debt she owed to her uncle.
Just wait until he gets married, he'll see what's coming to him!
Fu Yisheng took the phone outside, and as soon as he picked up, he heard Song Xiuluan's voice come thundering through, "Why did it take so long to pick up the phone? How's Qingqing?"
