Back in the car, Qi Yun checked the time and saw it was nearly eleven.
"That woman should be awake by now, right?"
Thinking of this, he called Wang Fei.
The phone rang several times before being answered.
"If you call me this early again, be careful, I won't go easy on you!" Wang Fei's voice came from the other end, carrying a hint of annoyance.
Qi Yun clicked his tongue inwardly; this woman has quite a temper when waking up.
He cleared his throat to ease the awkwardness, then went straight to the point: "I want to ask you for a favor."
"Hmph, go on." Wang Fei replied with a proud tone.
"Is there a 'Ming Dynasty copper enamel snuff bottle' at the Chang'an auction? I'd like you to help me buy it."
On the other end, Wang Fei sat up in bed, gritted her teeth and snorted: "Hmph, you really know how to ask for favors. I asked you to go to the auction with me but you didn't, and you still want me to help you buy it."
"No way!"
