Lu Ban Mountain. A small courtyard.
The old man was lying on the sofa watching the 101st Xiangjiang Beauty Pageant, a pastime that shared a curious similarity with Tang Fei, Little Fatty, watching bikini-clad girls every night at eight.
The old man laughed so hard his legs wouldn't close, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.
Even though the three of them didn't live together, their hearts were together and so were their tastes in beauty...
At that moment, the watch on his wrist vibrated.
The old man's face was full of surprise, and he immediately sat up straight.
Lu Zhiyong, sitting next to him drinking beer, saw the old man's tense movements and laughed, "It's just a message, why are you so excited? Has it been many years since anyone has messaged or called you?"
While unlocking his phone, the old man replied, "Only two people know the number for this phone, one is you, the other is Tang Fei..."
