Around eleven o'clock at night, the phone on the bedside kept ringing. Sophie Smith reached out from under the covers, fumbling a bit, and saw that it was a call from Asher Land.
She dazedly picked up the phone and tossed it to Asher Land.
"What is it?" Asher's voice was full of impatience. He glanced at the caller ID—it was Luke Land calling.
"Third Brother, I want to ask you something," said the excited voice on the other end.
"No time." Asher replied coldly and hung up the phone, tossing it aside.
But Luke Land is absolutely someone who doesn't give up easily. Less than a minute after Asher hung up, Luke dialed again.
"Giving you one minute."
"Five months pregnant, do you think it's okay to have AI?"
"..."
Don't know how to look it up online?
"I just wanted to ask your seasoned advice, hurry and answer me," Luke seemed a bit impatient.
"What, you're planning to do that with Eva Miller?" Asher sneered, "You really are pathetic, aren't you."
