C1191 Eating Someone Else's Food Requires Money to Eat Your Life

Jason, who was on the other side of the phone, heard what Cheng Bao'er said.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly as he spoke in a faint voice.

"Alright, then I'll go over tomorrow morning."

"You should go to bed early. Good night."

With that, Jason hung up.

Cheng Bao'er listened to the busy tone on the phone in a daze.

Then, he turned off the phone and slumped onto the chair