C671 The Soup I Prepared for You

"She's probably cursing me under her breath again. Whatever, I'll let it slide for now. There'll be plenty of chances to 'deal with' her later!"

With a resigned shake of his head, Yih Qianbo picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, bro." Lu Yuan's voice came through the line.

"What time is Gu Zhijian's flight tomorrow?"

Lu Yuan glanced at his notebook and replied in a serious tone