The call lasted for about three minutes.
After discreetly sizing up the three of them, Yuan Shimo offered a rather formulaic inquiry into his female master's well-being, then mentioned he had research to attend to and needed to end the call.
"You should get back to your work, then," Jiang Qingli said understandingly. Then, she suddenly remembered something. "Oh, by the way, when do you think you'll be heading over here?"
Yuan Shimo chuckled softly at her words. "What is it? Is there something you need me for?"
For some reason, even though he was smiling and his tone was polite, Jiang Qingli sensed a considerable distance and resistance from him.
"Not really," Jiang Qingli explained. "I just wanted to let you know that there are still a few empty rooms in the house. Between you and Gu Nian, it's first come, first pick."
