"I'm Cheng Hao. Jian Yanyan got drunk here, and Shen Mingfeng is nowhere to be found. He's tangled up with another woman, and he hasn't come over. I really don't know what to do," Cheng Hao complained.
"I'll help you," Su Junhao immediately said. "Send me the address."
"Huh?" Cheng Hao was momentarily taken aback. Wait, when did Su become so enthusiastic?
Before he could say anything more, Su Junhao added, "Hurry and send the address."
With that, he hung up the phone.
Cheng Hao quickly sent the address, and Su Junhao arrived not long after. The moment he walked in, he truly seemed like he'd hurried over. His hair was messy, and he was wearing a pair of slippers.
"Su—Su Junhao, you came over like this?" Cheng Hao blinked in disbelief.
"Yeah, is that a problem?" Su Junhao asked as he walked in, his gaze immediately falling on Jian Yanyan, who was sprawled out on the couch. His lips curved into a gorgeous smile.
