The Rabbit Dies and the Fox is Depressed

Hearing what Ling Xiaoyi said, Hong Dali suddenly felt gloomy. "Damn! What place is it? What can't you say?"

Ling Xiaoyi quickly responded from the other side of the phone, "No, no. Today is Young Master's coming of age ceremony. Old Master has already sent out all the invitations. I… There's nothing here. It's just for one night. I will seek Young Master's help tomorrow." She promptly hung up after saying that!

Hong Dali: "…"

Damn, it shouldn't be like that. Hong Dali furiously stomped his feet and shouted, "She's underestimating me as the prodigal's son?! Am I so unreliable?! Something has happened but she's not saying. This is embarrassing!"

Tang Muxin nodded her head vigorously. "Yes, yes. It's ok to fool around usually, but one would be a failed prodigal's son if we don't do anything when the lackey is in trouble. Others will look down on us!"