Fan Tianyu noticed something was off and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I told Keke this morning, if there's no driver, I can drive for you guys. She can use Xiyuan's car too. And look, the call came tonight."
Fan Tianyu chuckled, "Go ahead, might as well. The car's just sitting there anyway."
Yeah, might as well use it. She glanced at Fan Tianyu, then checked the time, "It's getting late. Why don't you come with us? You can help carry stuff."
Fan Tianyu popped a slice of orange in his mouth. He paused for a moment when he heard her but quickly agreed, since sitting around was the same as anything. "Sure."
The two left the private room, called He Yiran, and asked Yan Keke if she wanted them to get some late-night snacks, then headed over.
Keke's group had five people total. Besides the three charity staff, two guys were there helping out.
But "helping out" didn't mean they were only here for work—the two guys had motives of their own.
