The car ride was smooth all the way. Zhou Ming glanced at the extraordinary man in the rearview mirror. He was very quiet, having not spoken since he got in, while his companion next to him was completely drunk, resting his head against the window, and Zhou Ming couldn't see his face clearly.
Time passed by the minute, and suddenly, a harsh ringtone shattered the silence.
Zhou Ming heard the rustling of clothes; then, the call was answered, and the man's magnetic and gentle voice resonated, "We're already on our way."
"Okay, I called a designated driver, Tan Bo got drunk, so I'm taking him home first."
"Okay."
Upon hearing the name "Tan Bo," Zhou Ming subconsciously furrowed his brows. If he remembered correctly, that was also the name of Yurou's brother...
