A Normal Male Friend

"Let's not beat around the bush. Just state the amount you want!"

Mo Jiangye's lips curled up into a cold sneer when he heard this. With languid movements, he placed the glass aside, crossed his arms, and casually leaned against the wine rack as he listened to the distressed voice on the line.

"I've already filed a police report," the other guy warned him.

"Mo Jiangye, what are you doing?" With a sleepy yet confused look on her face, Ye Erruo came down in her bedroom slippers. Yawning, she poured herself a huge cup of water that she gulped down and then turned to look at the man standing beside the wine rack.

Why isn't he sleeping? Why is he standing guard over there at night?

"What's wrong?"

She was baffled by the way his eyes were trained on her.

"Can't sleep?" she asked.

The man said nothing and only continued to stare at her.