'No wonder!'
'No wonder He Muzi had that kind of expression when she heard Zhou Fan say he fell while wingsuit flying!'
"You can rest here tonight. I'm going to the tavern."
After Zhou Fan finished eating, He Muzi stood up and spoke softly as she cleared away the food containers.
"Thanks. Oh, by the way, can I use your computer? My phone is broken, and I want to use it to contact a friend," Zhou Fan said, pointing to a password-protected computer not far away.
"Wouldn't it be better to just use my phone?" Unsurprised, He Muzi simply took a phone out of her pocket and handed it to Zhou Fan.
"Are you sure? International calls are expensive," Zhou Fan asked tentatively. Of course, as he said this, his fingers were already pressing a series of numbers.
Seeing this, He Muzi rolled her eyes prettily.
