After hanging up the call, Qiu Tu stood quietly by the window for a while.
In the end, he made up his mind, to take a gamble!
In any industry, anything, it's either advance or retreat!
When an opportunity presents itself, if you let it pass, it might mean lagging one step behind, and then every step!
Moreover, in the current cataclysmic chaos, what future is there!
"Now" is "the future"!
Only by seizing the present can one have a future!
With these thoughts, Qiu Tu no longer hesitated. He went to the kitchen, briefly notified Fang Tangtang of his urgent need to go out, and then hurriedly left the villa.
Watching Qiu Tu's retreating figure, Fang Tangtang's timid eyes were filled with affectionate concern.
She felt that a major figure like Qiu Tu really had it tough.
So late, yet so hardworking.
As for Larilo...
She was equally surprised.
She had originally thought that after Qiu Tu flirted with her, he would press his advantage or wait for her to contact him.