At 8 o'clock, the cell phone in his hand had been clicked on countless times. He thought that the other party should wake up and sent a message casually.

"To pick you up?"

After putting down his cell phone, he was going to get a bottle of soda to moisturize his throat. As soon as the phone was off, it shook and shocked him to pick it up immediately.

"No, I'll go myself."

Unexpectedly rejected, Ye Zhaoyuan walked a few times in the same place. He was absolutely eager to pick someone up, but he responded in a very flat tone.

"Okay, but there's a section of road being repaired...