Past two in the morning.
Duan Qianyang was sleeping deeply and groggily when he suddenly received a call from an unknown number. Thinking it might be urgent business from his subordinates, he answered, only to hear his precious son asking him to go to an abandoned mortuary a few hundred meters from the city center hospital?
Mortuary?!
Duan Qianyang looked at the phone, then at the little alarm clock beside him.
His own son wants him to go to an abandoned mortuary in the middle of the night?!
Duan Qianyang licked his lips, rubbed his handsome uncle face hard, then asked as concerned as possible, "Xiaoxi, are you sleepwalking?"
"..." Xiu Xi.
Xiu Xi glanced at Ruan Hao, who was holding Jiaojiao beside him. Thinking of what he'd just said, he held back, resisting the urge to immediately hang up, and replied confidently, "Come to the mortuary, now, immediately, right away!" As soon as he said this, he hung up.
"..." Duan Qianyang.
