Qiao Lei was stunned for a moment: "Senior moved? When did that happen?"
"....." Liew Menglu was exasperated: "If all you guys do every day is eat hotpot, go shopping, and watch movies, don't blame Shen Yuan one day if there's no space left for us in his heart."
Qiao Lei muttered, "You're not exactly innocent in eating hotpot, you're the one who organizes every shopping trip, and you're also the one dragging us to the movies."
"....." Liew Menglu was speechless, "Is that even the point? Huh?"
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
Liew Menglu sighed dramatically: "There's no hope relying on you. I plan to go probe things out tonight – you guys wait for updates at home."
"You're not planning to spend the night at senior's place again, are you?" Qiao Lei asked skeptically. "Last time, you snuck off behind our backs to stay over at his place, and now you're trying to pull the same trick?"
