"It's up to you..."
Jun Moyan didn't care, but as he lifted his head and saw the closed bathroom door, his words changed, "Have you no shame?"
"No! I want!" Shangguan Yu, with his legs draped over the office desk, sat in the swivel chair, idly spinning.
"Are you coming or not?"
Jun Moyan's brows lightly furrowed, then a mischievous glint of retribution flashed through his eyes, and with a smile tugging at his lips, he asked, "When?"
"Next Saturday night."
"Alright, I'll definitely be there."
"Really?" Shangguan Yu was a bit surprised, he hadn't expected this tactic to actually work.
"Mhm."
"Good brother, if you can't find a wife, I'll just stay single with you."
"Heh..." Jun Moyan laughed dismissively.
"Jun Moyan, I'm dressed now." The bathroom door opened, and Wen Xiao'ai came running out.
Jun Moyan hung up the call, leaving Shangguan Yu across from him with a bewildered face.