This background, the more I looked, the more it seemed off—it wasn't any part of the villa.
Shoot!
Lu Meng's brain crashed for a moment. How could she smooth over this slip-up?
"Um, I'm at a friend's house."
"Which friend of yours don't I know?"
"Just... at Song Yiheng's place."
As expected, Lu Yin's handsome brows immediately furrowed, "It should be morning in S Country right now. You're at Song Yiheng's house early in the morning, Lu Meng, don't tell me you didn't come home last night?!"
"No, no, we had plans to play basketball together. Just had breakfast before I came over. Brother, you've got it all wrong, please don't get the wrong idea, okay?!"
On the other end, Lu Yin was called away by someone. He gave a few instructions before hanging up the phone.
Lu Meng put down her phone and quickly high-fived Little Nuomi.
A big hand and a small one crisply clapped together in mid-air.
Lu Meng hugged Little Nuomi in one swoop, "You scared auntie to death!"
