"Sigh..." Yan Sangyue let out a long sigh.
Mu Nanshu took the phone and whispered, "We're going to pack things up."
Just like that, Lu Cheng's video call was immediately cut off.
But the good part was, at eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Cheng saw the living Mu Nanshu.
Moreover, Mu Leng and Yan Sangyue also came over, and when Lu Cheng went down to the underground garage, they started unloading stuff from the trunk.
Alcohol, drinks, vegetables, meat, non-vegetarian dishes, oil, and salt were all readily available.
Mu Leng and Yan Sangyue had prepared everything meticulously to go home for the New Year, only a stove was missing to start cooking; they were already quite compromising, leaving no room for criticism.
However, even so, Mu Leng and the others returned the same way.
Only after Lu Cheng finished moving the items did he realize that Mu Leng and the others were so upset they didn't even have time for dinner.
