"Step out of the fog. Third Brother's first love is Su Wanrou. I watched a bit of the show last night—it's really good, and the actors' performances are fantastic."
Tong Airui quietly memorized the name of the drama and said no more. Over the years, he had completely disconnected from TV dramas and movies, but for Third Brother, he was willing to watch it. He wanted to understand what kind of woman could torment Third Brother to this extent.
Da Peng dropped Tong Airui off at the office building and stood outside the car smoking a cigarette. Before he'd even finished his cigarette, both of his phones began ringing incessantly.
Da Peng glanced at the numbers and quickly stubbed out his cigarette butt on the ground, answering one of the calls.
"Something happened?"
"Nothing has happened yet, but I feel like something is about to go wrong soon."
"What kind of nonsense is that? Speak clearly!" Da Peng snapped angrily.
