"Ahem, I've been really busy lately, haven't had any time to spare, you know?" Yun Hao rubbed his forehead with one hand, a colossal mistake—he should've called Ying'Er if he'd known Park Yueyao would react this way!
At least Ying'Er wouldn't babble on like a scorned woman. At most, she'd just shout, "Can't you stop bothering me all the time?"
"Ahem, Yue Yao, there's something I'd like to ask you for a favor." Finally, Yun Hao found an opportunity to insert a word with difficulty.
"What is it?"
"Well, it's like this: Is there someone named Li something Zhuo in your country? He recently came to Huaxia, and there's supposed to be a new song release event tonight?"
"Li something Zhuo? Are you talking about Li Zhongzhuo?"
"Yes, yes, that's the guy!"
