"Um..." Su Chen furrowed his brows, pondered for a moment, and then finally said, "Okay, wait for me downstairs, I am coming down now."
Su Chen hung up the phone, carelessly put it in his pocket, and rubbed his hair with a towel, drying the water droplets. He casually threw the towel onto the nearby sofa and looked up at Ling Momo, saying lazily, "Momo, I've got something to do, going downstairs for a bit."
Ling Momo looked at Su Chen, her lips moved twice as if she wanted to ask something, but in the end, she said nothing and just absentmindedly nodded.
Su Chen observed Ling Momo's demeanor, his gaze slightly wavered, and he casually said, "Qingshen is looking for me."
Ling Momo let out an "Oh," her eyes fixed on the television, not glancing at Su Chen.
