Tang Rao was taken aback for a moment, "Well, that was quick, I thought I'd have to wait till the last minute."
"Alright, I'll be over soon." Tang Rao responded and then hung up the phone.
Then, Tang Rao started getting dressed, brushing his teeth, washing his face, and eating breakfast, all at a leisurely pace.
By the time he was done, an hour had already passed.
"Mrs. Chen, is there any more milk? Give me another glass," Tang Rao called out.
"Right away, Young Master," replied Mrs. Chen from the kitchen.
Speaking of which, Tang Rao really liked drinking milk, especially the milk Mrs. Chen made. He didn't know how she did it, but she managed to remove some of the gamey taste, making it full of rich milky flavor.
"Buzz..." On the dining table, Tang Rao's phone suddenly started vibrating.
It was a strange number.
After some thought, Tang Rao still answered it.
"Who is this?" Tang Rao asked.
